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Walk on the living, they donβt even mumble. Walk on the dead, they mutter and grumble
My first half is normally made of stone, my second is crazy, and I taste sweet when complete.
What is round as a dishpan, deep as a tub, and still the oceans couldn't fill it up?
Thirty white horses on a red hill, First they champ, Then they stamp, Then they stand still.
Hard to catch, easy to hold. Can't be seen, unless it's cold
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?