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My prefix is food. My suffix is rude. My infix comes in rounds. I keep you off the ground. What Am I?
A warrior amongst the flowers, he bears a thrusting sword. He uses it whenever he must, to defend his golden hoard.
Both punishment and sweet reward, It will befall both fool and lord. It is a spiritual scoreboard, Your every deed it does record.
Two horses, swiftest traveling, harnessed in a pair, and grazing ever in places. Distant from them.
What gets wetter as it dries?
Brings the sky a lot closer.