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I call the trees my home, yet I never go inside, and if I ever fall off the tree I will be surely be dead.
It is a form of plastic money.
Makes arrows fly and kites soar!
What falls down but never breaks?
Each morning I appear to lie at your feet, all day I follow no matter how fast you run. Yet I nearly perish in the midday sun.
A cowboy rode into Friday. He stayed in town for three days and rode back on friday. How is that possible?