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Sometimes dark and sometimes bright, I make my way among twinkling lights. Seas and oceans obey my call, yet mountains I cannot move at all. What am I?
Though it be cold I wear no clothes the frost and snow I never fear; I value neither shoes nor hose And yet I wander far and near: My diet is forever good I drink no cider port nor sack what Providence doth send for food I neither buy nor sell nor lack.
I get thrown in the air and will fall down. I get thrown down and I will rise in the air. What am I?
What loses its head in the morning but gets it back at night?
What goes up and down stairs without moving?
What language does a billboard speak?