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I have leaves on my fruit my fruit is on my leaves.
I am not very commonly found! Only in some rainforest! I have an odd number of toes! I'm very lazy and hang upside down!
I'm a precious stone in a pack of cards. What am I?
I am black, white, and read all over. What am I?
I cannot be felt seen or touched. Yet I can be found in everybody. My existence is always in debate. Yet I have my own style of music.
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.