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Give it a toss, and it's ready, but not until it's dressed. What is it?
Green on the outside but red and black inside. I am food but mostly liquid. What am I?
This type of tempting cuisine is independent of utensils and usually tastes better than it sounds.
Men seize it from its home, tear apart its flesh, drink the sweet blood, then cast its skin aside.
What can break when we touch it
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?