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It is worldwide, but once only a spider could weave one
The root tops the trunk on this backward thing, that grows in the winter and dies in the spring.
Bury deep, Pile on stones, My mind will always Dig up them bones
I can run but not walk. Wherever I go, thought follows close behind.
Grows from the ground, bushes and grass, leaves of yellow, red and brow, unruly plants, get the axe, trim the hedge back down.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?