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An iron horse with a flaxen tail. The faster the horse runs, the shorter his tail becomes.
Golden treasure I contain, Guarded by hundreds and thousands. Stored in a labyrinth where no man walks, Yet men come often to seize my gold. By smoke I am overcome and robbed, then left to build my treasure anew
A beacon from home to guide your way. It can be a lifesaver on a stormy day. What is it?
I can move even when you are still. I can be one or many.
A kind of weather that comes your way, but add a "D" and it will run away
What language does a billboard speak?