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I have hundreds of ears but cannot hear a thing. What am I?
My seas have no water, my mountains have no rock, and my land has no grass. What am I?
I can sizzle like bacon. I am made from an egg. I have plenty of backbone but lack a good leg. I peel layers like onions but still remain whole. I can be long like a flagpole yet fit in a hole.
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 am the kind of fish that chases a mouse.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?