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We are five little objects of an everyday sort, You will find us all in a tennis court.
What kind of running means walking?
Bright as diamonds, Loud as thunder, Never still, A thing of wonder.
When it comes in, From sea to shore, Twenty paces you'll see, No less, no more.
I can travel from there to here by disappearing, and here to there by reappearing.
Why was the cook arrested?