Riddle: Four of us are in your field, But our differences keep us at yield, First, a one that is no fool, Though he resembles a gardener’s tool, Next, one difficult to split in two, And a girl once had one as big as her shoe, Then, to the mind, one’s a lovely bonder, And truancy makes it grow fonder, Last, a stem connecting dots of three
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Riddle: There are two bodies on the floor. They are surrounded by water and broken glass. How did they die?
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Riddle: This is as light as a feather, Yet no man can hold it for long. What is it?
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