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What goes through the door without pinching itself? What sits on the stove without burning itself? What sits on the table and is not ashamed?
Look into my face and I'm everybody. Scratch my back and I'm nobody.
What begins and has no end? What is the ending of all that begins?
My teeth are sharp, my back is straight, to cut things up it is my fate.
A tree with 5 branches, no leaves and no fruits
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?