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I can sizzle like bacon, I am made with an egg. I peel layers like onions, but still remain whole. I can be long, like a flagpole, yet fit in a hole. What am I?
I'm white and used for cutting and grinding. When I'm damaged, humans usually remove or fill me. For most animals I am a useful tool. What am I?
At night I come without being fetched, and by day I am lost without being stolen. What am I?
One pace to the north. Two paces to the east. Two paces to the south. Two paces to the west. One pace to the north.
What is it that makes tears without sorrow. And takes its journey to heaven?
What an fill a room but takes up no space?