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If a man carried my burden, he would break his back. I am not rich, but leave silver in my track.
Thousands lay up gold within this house, But no man made it. Spears past counting guard this house, But no man wards it.
Bright as diamonds, Loud as thunder, Never still, A thing of wonder.
My first is equality; my second is inferiority; my whole is superiority.
I am what remains when nothing is left.What am I?
Why was the cook arrested?