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Package beneath a tree, inside a tasty treat. Keep it for a month, the taste is just as sweet. What am I?
A young man wants to have me but when he has me he no longer wants me. Blade in hand he attacks me and does his best to remove me. Yet he knows that it is all in vain.
What kind of table can you eat?
Soft, hairy, from door to door. I am the pet that always stays on the floor. What am I?
I can be cracked made told and played. What am I?
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?