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I am a delicious way of representing data.
I moan I groan I chase after you. I never seem to rest. Time’s up for you.
Goes over all the hills and hollows, Bites hard, but never swallows.
I have roots that no one sees and I am taller than trees. Up, up I go, but never do I grow. What am I?
What has words but never speaks?
A man goes out in heavy rain with nothing to protect him from it. His hair doesn't get wet. How does he do that?