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Who makes it, has no need of it. Who buys it, has no use for it. Who uses it can neither see nor feel it. What is it?
I am cracked by Indiana Jones. What am I?
Reaching stiffly for the sky, I bare my fingers when its cold. In warmth I wear an emerald glove and in between I dress in gold.
A girl was ten on her last birthday, and will be twelve on her next birthday. How is this possible?
A leathery snake, with a stinging bite. I'll stay coiled up, unless I must fight.
What sphinxes employ and players enjoy.