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What can't you eat for breakfast?
The warmer I am, The fresher I am.
A wonderful elixir, It is your fluid fixer. Gulp it down and turn like a concrete mixer. Dark as night and sweet as sin, It's like liquid heroin.
Gold in a leather bag, swinging on a tree, money after honey in its time. Ills of a scurvy crew cured by the sea, reason in its season but no rhyme.
You throw away the outside, eat the inside, and throw away the inside. What is it?
How do you know if a sniper likes you?