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Left to right Iām quite bright. Right to left I might bite.
Green arrows grow out of my sides. I go from yellow to white. My babies fly in the wind. What am I?
This thing all things devours: Birds, beasts, trees, flowers; Gnaws iron, bites steel; Grinds hard stones to meal; Slays king, ruins town, And beats high mountains down.
Who works when he plays and plays when he works?
Who is it that rows quickly with four oars, but never comes out from under his own roof?
What language does a billboard speak?