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I am beautiful up in the sky. I am magical yet I cannot fly. To people I bring luck to some people riches. The boy at my end does whatever he wishes
I have roots nobody sees. I am taller than trees. Up, up I go but I never grow. What am I?
I am owned by every man, though my length differs. Their wives use me after getting married. What am I?
What has four wheels and flies?
One simple click, one simple flash. A piece of memory, for years I'll last. What am I?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?