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In buckles or lace, I help set the pace. The farther you go, the thinner I grow. What am I?
I am a rock group with four members all of whom died in plane crashes. Who am I?
I flow from the Homerβs mouth when he sees doughnuts.
I am a shimmering field that reaches far. Yet I have no tracks and am crossed without paths. What am I?
We are little airy creatures all of different voice and features one of us in glass is set. One of us you'll find in jet. Another you may see in tin. And the fourth a box within. If the fifth you should pursue it can never fly from you.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?