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You throw away my outside, you cook my inside. Then you eat my outside and you throw away my inside. What am I?
Six legs two heads two hands one long nose. Yet I use only four legs Wherever I go.
Wind and cord combine, buzzing in the box. In all this we find, though to some the use is lost. What am I?
If I drink I die. If I eat I am fine. What am I?
I have a little pool with two layers of wall around it. One white and soft and the other dark and hard. What am I?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?