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In the sun I like to play; in the rain I goes away; walk or run I always follow; in the mud I always wallow.
Cloud is my mother. Wind is my father. I come down but never go up. What am I?
My first is in some but not in all. My second is in tiny but not in tall. My third in little but no in big. My fourth in port but not in pig. My whole is made in nature's way. For clothing rugs used every day.
I am taken from a mine and shut in a wooden case from which I am never released. Yet I am used by almost everybody. What am I?
What has a thumb and four fingers but is not alive?
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.