Answer:
Whatβs black in the morning, red in the afternoon, and white at night?
There is someone, and there is always another, for without the other, there wouldn't be one
Who works when he plays and plays when he works?
What breaks on the water but never on the land?
To cross the water I'm the way, for water I'm above. I touch it not and, truth to say, I neither swim nor move.
Why is the letter B always cool?