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I sit in a corner while traveling around the world. What am I?
An open ended barrel I am shaped like a hive. I am filled with the flesh and the flesh is alive.
I am between earth and heaven. What am I?
I plow and plow, but never sow. What am I?
I am lighter than air but a hundred people cannot lift me. Careful! I am fragile!
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?