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I have a frame but no picture. I have poles but not standing up
I have two eyes in the front and a lot of eyes on my tail. What am I?
I am ten little beans your look at everyday.
I am a shimmering field that reaches far. Yet I have no tracks and am crossed without paths. What am I?
I like to twirl my body but keep my head up high. After I go in, everything becomes tight. What am I?
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?