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You throw away the outside, eat the inside, and throw away the inside. What is it?
What traps a star in its belly but can be held in your hand?
Gold in a leather bag, swinging on a tree, money after honey in its time. Ills of a scurvy crew cured by the sea, reason in its season but no rhyme.
It nukes food at the touch of a button.
It stands on one leg with its heart in its head. What is it?
I can only be played on a windy day