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I am orange and sound like a parrot.
Without a bridle or a saddle across a thing I ride a-straddle. And those I ride by help of me though almost blind are made to see.
I am a small paradise surrounded by dryness and heat. What am I?
My first half means container. Not a lot of people understand my language. What am I?
My days are numbered. What am I?
What gets bigger the more you take away?