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A fruit on a tree. A tree on a fruit.
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.
What can't you eat for breakfast?
What can burn the eyes, sting the mouth, yet be consumed and thought delicious?
Men seize it from its home, tear apart its flesh, drink the sweet blood, then cast its skin aside.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?
Food
Animal
Difficult
Easy
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?