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What comes once in a year twice in a week but never in a day?
I am nature’s way of applauding lightning.
I am taken from a mine and shut in a wooden case from which I am never released. Yet I am used by almost everybody. What am I?
I have been the beginning of ideas for all time yet I am just one simple small object the things that you can use me for can be frustrating and also I can be pretty. I have some of the most valuable thing in the world on me yet almost everyone owns me.
Every night I'm told what to do, and each morning I do what I'm told. But I still don't escape your scold. What am I?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?