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What is full of holes but still holds water
They have not flesh, nor feathers, nor scales, nor bone. Yet they have fingers and thumbs of their own. What are they?
When can someone truthfully tell someone βwell doneβ but think they did a bad job?
I climb higher when hot, But beware my rage, Iβll kill with a breath, If I can escape my cage
Plow and hoe, reap and sow, What soon does every farmer grow?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?