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Who spends the day at the window, goes to the table for meals. And hides at night?
The moon is my father. The sea is my mother. I have a million brothers. I die when I reach land.
It stands upright and can be quite grand. Its secret is not hidden but right at hand. What is it?
My first is high, My second damp, My whole a tie, A writer's cramp
When the day after tomorrow is yesterday. Today will be as far from Wednesday. As today was from Wednesday. When the day before yesterday was tomorrow. What is the day after this day?
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?