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In the night a mountain, in the morning a meadow.
When does Christmas come before Thanksgiving?
Round as a button, deep as a well. If you want me to talk, you must first pull my tail.
My sides are firmly laced about, Yet nothing is withinΝΎ You'll think my head is strange indeed, Being nothing else but skin.
What flies forever, Rests never?
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?