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There is a creature of God whose body is hard; it does not wish to eat unless you strike its head.
A hole leading in, a hole leading out, we connect to a cavern that is slimy all throughout. What are we?
Round as a button, deep as a well. If you want me to talk, you must first pull my tail.
I have legs but never walk, I may have flowers but no soil, I hold food but never eat.
What flies forever, Rests never?
Why was the cook arrested?