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The more holes you cover the lower I go.
Who makes it, has no need of it. Who buys it, has no use for it. Who uses it, can't see it. What is it?
Though it be cold I wear no clothes the frost and snow I never fear; I value neither shoes nor hose And yet I wander far and near: My diet is forever good I drink no cider port nor sack what Providence doth send for food I neither buy nor sell nor lack.
I am owned by the poor, the rich do not need me. If you eat me, you will die! What am I?
What is the difference between a poorly dressed man on a bike, and a well-dressed man on a unicycle?
What made Cyclops quit teaching?