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Plow and hoe, reap and sow, What soon does every farmer grow?
A circle of stones, never in rows. Stacked one on the other, mystery it sows. What is it?
I have one eye. See near and far. I hold the moments you treasure and the things that make you weep.
Screaming, soaring seeking sky. Flowers of fire flying high. Eastern art from ancient time. Name me now and solve this rhyme.
The barber of New York shave all men in New York. No man living in New York is allowed to shave himself. The barber of Nee York lives in New York. Who shaves the barber ?
I can only be played on a windy day
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Animal
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Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?