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Searing 'cross the pitch-black skies, I scream in celebration, Yet moments later, my outburst through, I am naught but imagination.
Glittering points that downward thrust. Sparkling spears that never rust.
A little pool with two layers of wall around it. One white and soft and the other dark and hard. Amidst a light brown grassy lawn with an outline of a green grass.
What has thirteen hearts But no body or soul?
This thing runs but cannot walk, sometimes sings but never talks. Lacks arms, has hands; lacks a head but has a face.
Why was the cook arrested?
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?