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Come up and let us go. Go down and here we stay.
What is it that makes tears without sorrow and takes its journey to heaven?
A hill full, a hole full; yet you cannot catch a bowl full. What is it?
Voiceless it cries,Voiceless it cries, Wingless flutters, Toothless bites, Mouthless mutters.
Golden treasure I contain, Guarded by hundreds and thousands. Stored in a labyrinth where no man walks, Yet men come often to seize my gold. By smoke I am overcome and robbed, then left to build my treasure anew
This food is a tortilla filled with cheese and sometimes chicken before being heated or cooked.