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Each morning I appear to lie at your feet, all day I follow no matter how fast you run. Yet I nearly perish in the midday sun.
A harvest sown and reaped on the same day In an unplowed field, Which increases without growing, Remains whole though it is eaten Within and without, Is useless and yet The staple of nations.
Always wax, yet always wane: I melt, succumbed to the flame. Lighting darkness, with fate unblest, I soon devolve to shapeless mess.
My teeth are sharp, my back is straight, to cut things up it is my fate.
What word looks the same upside down and backwards?
Why was the cook arrested?
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?