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The root tops the trunk on this backward thing, that grows in the winter and dies in the spring.
My teeth are sharp, my back is straight, to cut things up it is my fate.
Round like a dishpan and smaller than a bathtub. But the ocean can't fill it. What is it?
Fatherless and motherless. Born without sin, roared when it came into the world. And never spoke again.
What does no man want, yet no man want to lose?
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?