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I can be cracked made told and played. What am I?
Fatherless and Motherless, born without sin. Roared when it entered the world, And never spoke again.
I have memories, but none of my own. Whatever's on my inside is what is shown. If I'm ever different, it's because you changed me. I feel like a decoration, here for you to arrange me. What am I?
What goes up and down, but does not move?
What three letters change a boy into a man?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?