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What comes down but never back goes up?
Men in skirts blow into these.
I call the trees my home, yet I never go inside, and if I ever fall off the tree I will be surely be dead.
I can be found in seconds, minutes and centuries, but not in days, years or decades.
It flavors your food and divides the year up. What is it?
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?