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I stand in one place yet I fill a whole room. I can be filled with molten rock and come in every hue.
I'm tall when I'm young and short when I'm old. What am I?
Why is it so easy to weigh fish?
I have long legs crooked thighs little head and no eyes.
Searing 'cross the pitch-black skies I scream in celebration Yet moments later my outburst through I am naught but imagination.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?