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I am round. I have only one line. Circle is not my name indeed. What am I?
You see a boat filled with people. It has not sunk but when you look again you don't see a single person on the boat. Why?
I give people a huge fright, but at the end I'm sweet. I normally celebrate at night, when there's less heat. What am I?
Searing 'cross the pitch-black skies I scream in celebration Yet moments later my outburst through I am naught but imagination.
People walk in and out of me. They push me and I follow. When they walk out on me I close up and I stay waiting for the next person to walk into my life when I have a more open mind
A man goes out in heavy rain with nothing to protect him from it. His hair doesn't get wet. How does he do that?