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They have not flesh, nor feathers, nor scales, nor bone. Yet they have fingers and thumbs of their own. What are they?
You can spin, wheel and twist. But this thing can turn without moving.
A serpent swam in a silver urn, A golden bird did in its mouth abide, The serpent drank the water, this in turn, Killed the serpent. Then the gold bird died.
My children are near and far. No matter that I know where they are. The gift I give them make their day. But if I were gone they would wander away.
A beacon from home to guide your way. It can be a lifesaver on a stormy day. What is it?
What do you call a skeleton that makes you laugh and giggle when you’re sad?