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What is often returned, but never borrowed/
What has six faces and twenty-one eyes?
I saw a strange creature. Long, hard, and straight, thrusting into a round, dark opening. Preparing to discharge its load of lives. Puffing and squealing noises accompanied it, then a final screech as it slowed and stopped.
In the land of the green glass door there are riddles but no answers, sheets but no blankets, and books but no words. Name something found in the land of the green glass door.
I'm the source of all emotion, but I'm caged in a white prison.
I met a man on the London bridge, he tipped his hat and drew his name, in this riddle I told you his name. What is it?