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Weight in my belly, trees on my back, nails in my ribs, feet I do lack. What am I?
I give people a huge fright, but at the end I'm sweet. I normally celebrate at night, when there's less heat. What am I?
I am lighter than air but a hundred people cannot lift me. Careful! I am fragile!
I reach for the sky, but clutch to the ground. Sometimes I leave, but I am always around. What am I?
If a man carried my burden, he would break his back. I am not big but leave silver in my tracks. What am I?
I am always hungry, I must always be fed. The finger I lick will soon turn red. What am I?