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Golden treasure I contain guarded by hundreds and thousands. Stored in a labyrinth where no man walks Yet men come often to seize my gold. By smoke I am overcome and robbed then left to build my treasure anew.
I am the place to turn when nature calls.
In buckles or lace, I help set the pace. The farther you go, the thinner I grow. What am I?
I build bridges of silver and crowns of gold. What am I?
I am the kind of nut that is empty at the center and has no shell.
Give it food and it will live, give it water and it will die.