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When it is alive we sing, when it is dead we clap our hands. What is it?
This is rectangular, hollow and has a lid, and where you’ll find it you might wonder, it is just six feet under. What is it?
What is as big as you are and yet does not weight anything?
My first is nothing but a name; my second is more small; my whole is of so little fame it has no name at all.
There is a creature of God whose body is hard; it does not wish to eat unless you strike its head.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?