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Its fleece is warm and wooly white. And when you lie awake at night, count it and you'll fall asleep. What is it?
What comes once in a minute, twice in a moment, but never in an hour?
I cannot be used until I have been broken. What am I?
Sugar on a stick. The kids love licking them
I can be moved. I can be rolled. But nothing will I hold. I'm red and I'm blue, and I can be other colors too. Having no head, though similar in shape. I have no eyes yet move all over the place.
What is it that makes tears without sorrow. And takes its journey to heaven?