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My first is a heir; My second's a snare; my whole is the offspring of fancy; which I sent out of play upon Valentine's day As a token of love to my Nancy.
I have a brother. However much we run we do not reach each other.
I no longer have eyes, but once I did see. Once I had thoughts, but now Iām white and empty. What am I?
I am the black child of a white father a wingless bird flying even to the clouds of heaven. I give birth to tears of mourning in pupils that meet me even though there is no cause for grief and at once on my birth I am dissolved into air.
I save lives on the ground and in the air. What am I?
Why was the cook arrested?