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My life is often a volume of grief, your help is needed to turn a new leaf. Stiff is my spine and my body is pale. But I'm always ready to tell a tale.
Lives without a body, hears without ears, speaks without a mouth, to which the air alone gives birth. What is it?
Only one color, but not one size. Stuck at the bottom, yet easily flies. Present in sun, but not in rain. Doing no harm, and feeling no pain.
It holds no blessings in disguise. Its rhymes are aimed at your demise, it's cast only to ruin, Whatever you are doin'.
A mother had five boys Marco, Tucker, Webster and Thomas. Was the fifth boys name Frank, Evan or Alex?
This crisp stick-shaped roll is often enjoyed with soup or marinara sauce.
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?