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A warrior among the flowers, he bears a thrusting sword. He uses it whenever he must, to defend his golden hoard.
In the fields a frightful thing. Watch it and you will find, it has a pitchfork in the front, and a broom back behind.
For our ambrosia we were blessed, By Jupiter, with a sting of death. Though our might, to some is jest, We have quelled the dragon's breath. Who are we?
Attracted by light but flies at night. It's wind and hairy but not too scary. What is it?
I have black skin but I look white, What am I?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?