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I always run but never walk, I sometimes sing but cannot talk, No head on which a hat to place, You always look me in the face.
If a man carried my burden, he would break his back. I am not rich, but leave silver in my track.
What goes around the world and stays in a corner?
If Teresa’s daughter is my daughter’s mother, who am I to Teresa?
In the night a mountain, in the morning a meadow.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?