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Marble walls as white as milk, lined with skin as soft as silk, in a fountain crystal clear, a golden apple will appear, there is no key to this stronghold, yet theives break in and steal the gold. What is it?

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If a train was on its way to Florida and it tipped over, where would they bury the survivors?

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I turn around once. What is out will not get in. I turn around again. What is in will not get out. What am I?

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The cost of making only the maker knows, Valueless if bought, but sometimes traded. A poor man may give one as easily as a king. When one is broken pain and deceit are assured. What am I?

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I am big on Saturday and Sunday. Small on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. I’m not on Monday or Friday. What am I?

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No legs have I to dance, No lungs have I to breathe, No life have I to live or die And yet I do all three. What am I?

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