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Iron roof, glass walls, I burn and burn but never fall. What am I?
My first is second in line; I send shivers up your spine; not quite shining bright I glitter in the light.
I always go to bed with my shoes on. What am I?
I can be cracked, made, told, and played. What am I?
I have cities but no houses I have mountains but no trees I have water but no fish. What am I?
Package beneath a tree, inside a tasty treat. Keep it for a month, the taste is just as sweet. What am I?