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I have it, I donβt share it. If I share it, I donβt have it. What is it?
What loses its head in the morning and gets it back at night?
You get many of me, but never enough. After the last one, your life soon will snuff. You may have one of me but one day a year, When the last one is gone, your life disappears.
They made me a mouth, but didn't give me breath. Water gives me life, but the sun brings me death.
Although my cow is dead, I still beat her. What a racket she makes!
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?