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To cross the water I'm the way. For water I'm above I touch it not and truth to say I neither swim nor move.
I can speak with my hard metal tongue. But I cannot breathe, for I have no lung. What am I?
I go through a door but never go in, and never come out. What am I?
A thousand wheels but move I do not. Call me what I am call me a lot.
I wiggle and cannot see; sometimes underground and sometimes on a tree. I really don't want to be on a hook and I become a person when combined with “book”.
This small, round stone fruit that is typically bright or dark red, is often served on top of whipped cream on a milk shake.