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Take one out and scratch my head I am now black but once was red.
As I walked along the path I saw something with four fingers and one thumb, but it was not flesh, fish, bone or fowl.
What’s black in the morning, red in the afternoon, and white at night?
In marble halls as white as milk, lined with a skin as soft as silk. Within a fountain crystal-clear. A golden apple doth appear. No doors there are to this stronghold, yet thieves break in and steal the gold.
What do you throw out when you need it but put away when you don’t?
I am your mother's brother's only brother in law. Who am I?