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Plow and hoe, reap and sow, What soon does every farmer grow?
I fly through the air on small feathered wings, seeking out life and destroying all things.
What has a neck and no head, two arms but no hands?
So cold, damp and dark this place. To stay you would refrain, yet those who occupy this place do never complain.
I have three hundred cattle, with a single nose cord
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?