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Squeeze it and it cries tears. As red as its flesh, but its heart is made of stone.
This food is a tortilla filled with cheese and sometimes chicken before being heated or cooked.
I'm a small sweet cake, typically round, flat, and crisp. I come in a variety of flavors from chocolate chip to oatmeal raisin.
What can burn the eyes, sting the mouth, yet be consumed and thought delicious?
Lynn likes grapes but not potatoes. She likes squash but not lettuce, and she likes peas but not onions. Following the same rule, will she like pumpkins or apples?
I repeat only the last word you say. The more I repeat, the softer I got. I cannot be seen but can be heard. What am I?