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Patch upon patch, without any stitches, if you tell me this riddle, I'll give you my breeches.
What stinks when living and smells good when dead?
You throw away the outside, eat the inside, and throw away the inside. What is it?
Come November 1st, many of these will be found smashed on sidewalks
Gold in a leather bag, swinging on a tree, money after honey in its time. Ills of a scurvy crew cured by the sea, reason in its season but no rhyme.
hey are producers of pies and burgers and are great for tipping.