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It's red liquid but not liquid and it's not red. What is it?
I keep growing and am practically indestructible. I get eaten, but always come back. I survive cold and lie everywhere. You see me everyday. What am I?
Deposit red liquid in me.
Searing 'cross the pitch-black skies I scream in celebration Yet moments later my outburst through I am naught but imagination.
What has one head one foot and four legs?
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?