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This baked dish consists of an open-topped pastry case with a savory or sweet filling.
I'm a blended cold beverage made up of milk, ice cream and fruit. I bring all the boys to the yard.
Gold in a leather bag, swinging on a tree, money after honey in its time. Ills of a scurvy crew cured by the sea, reason in its season but no rhyme.
I come out of the earth, I am sold in the market. He who buys me cuts my tail, takes off my suit of silk, and weeps beside me when I am dead.
Men seize it from its home, tear apart its flesh, drink the sweet blood, then cast its skin aside.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?