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The more you take, the more you leave behind.
As soft as silk, as white as milk, as bitter as gall, a thick green wall, and a green coat covers me all.
He has married many women but has never married.
Take off my skin, I won't cry, but you will.
Upon me you can tread, though softly under cover. And I will take you places, that you have yet to discover. I'm high, and I'm low, though flat in the middle. And though a joy to the children, adults think of me little.
Why was the cook arrested?