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What is that which, while it lives, constantly changes its habit, that is buried before it is dead, and whose tomb is valued wherever it is found?
I have wings but I'm not a bird. I'm fuzzy and buzz around flowers. I make something sweet. What am I?
I have a mane like a horse but stripes like a zebra. What am I?
A stellar five-limbed sea creature.
A warrior amongs the flowers, He bears a thrusting sword. Able and ready to use, To guard his golden hoard.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?