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Although my cow is dead, I still beat her What a racket she makes.
Within, I clean all that is bad and is old. I make juice that’s the color of gold. Should I die, a filter machine would you need assembled to replace me and beans I resemble.
I can be written, I can be spoken, I can be exposed, I can be broken.
Hoofed frolicking.
It is the great nemesis of the lactose intolerant.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?
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What am I?