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Green arrows grow out of my sides. I go from yellow to white. My babies fly in the wind. What am I?
I am the tool, for inspiring many. Buy me in the store, for not much more than a penny. Don't overuse me, or my usefulness will go.
Just head and foot yet never tires of dancing.
Five men were eating apples, A finished before B, but behind C. D finished before E, but behind B. What was the finishing order?
I heard of a wonder, of words moth-eaten. That is a strange thing, I thought, weird. That a man's song be swallowed by a worm. His blinded sentences, his bedside stand-by rustled in the night - and the robber-guest. Not one wit the wiser. For the words he had mumbled.
This food is a tortilla filled with cheese and sometimes chicken before being heated or cooked.