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What do you use to hoe a row, slay a foe, and wring with woe?
Hoofed frolicking.
I can run but not walk. Wherever I go, thought follows close behind.
Someone walked into a room and you heard a crash! Someone died. What happened?
A tiny bead, like fragile glass, strung along a cord of grass.
Why is the letter B always cool?