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With a halo of water and a tongue of wood; stone as skin long I stood.
When I point up, it's bright. When I point down, it's dark. What am I?
Squeeze me and I cry tears as red as my flesh but my heart is made of stone.
I am a lunch money thief
I am round as an apple, deep as a cup. All the King's horses can't pull me up. What am I?
Why is the letter B always cool?