Answer:
I come out of the earth, I am sold in the market. He who buys me cuts my tail, takes off my suit of silk, and weeps beside me when I am dead.
What do ghost serve for dessert?
Gold in a leather bag, swinging on a tree, money after honey in its time. Ills of a scurvy crew cured by the sea, reason in its season but no rhyme.
The sun bakes them, The hand breaks them, The foot treads them, The mouth tastes them.
What type of cheese is made backwards?
What language does a billboard speak?