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Iron roof, glass walls, burns and burns and never falls.
I go around in circles, but always straight ahead. Never complain, no matter where I am led.
Runs over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night sits not alone, With long tongue hanging out, Resting at your feet until we go for a walk
Crooked as a rainbow, and slick as a plate, Ten thousand horses can't pull it straight.
Covered in stone and sun. It's home to many but also none. What is it?
Lynn likes grapes but not potatoes. She likes squash but not lettuce, and she likes peas but not onions. Following the same rule, will she like pumpkins or apples?