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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.
As soft as silk, as white as milk, as bitter as gall, a thick green wall, and a green coat covers me all.
Which country do French fries come from?
The virgin gave birth to a child and threw away the blanket.
Squeeze it and it cries tears. As red as its flesh, but its heart is made of stone.
What is always coming but never arrives?