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Late afternoons I often bathe. I'll soak in water piping hot. My essence goes through. My see through clothes. Used up am I - I've gone to pot.
Take off my skin, I won't cry, but you will.
A beacon from home to guide your way. It can be a lifesaver on a stormy day. What is it?
A hole in a pole, though I fill a hole in white. I'm used more by the day, and less by the night.
What two things can always see what the other sees, but can never see each other?
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?