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I do not have eyes but I once could see. I used to have thoughts but now Iām empty.
I am the kind of dog that chases anything red.
My first is in fish but no in snail. My second is in rabbit but not in tail. My third is in up but not in down. My fourth is in tiara but not in crown. My fifth is in tree you plainly see. My whole a food for you and me.
I am a ship that can be made to ride the greatest waves. I am not built by objects, but built by minds. What am I?
I am a pretty one, fluttering in the pale blue sky. Delicate, fragile on the wing, indeed I am a pretty thing. What am I?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?