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As round as an apple. As deep as a cup. All the king's horses can't pull it up.
We are all around, yet to us you are half blind. Sunlight makes us invisible, and difficult to find.
Up on high I wave away but not a word can I say.
What goes further the slower it goes?
A girl was ten on her last birthday, and will be twelve on her next birthday. How is this possible?
What do angels sing in the shower?