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A box without hinges, key, or lid yet golden treasure inside is hid. What is it?
A box without hinges, lock or key, yet golden treasure lies within. Who am I?
A breakfast food that is cracked from white shells and is often scrambled. Usually served with bacon, sausage, toast or pancakes.
A fruit on a tree. A tree on a fruit.
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.
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 am I?
A time when they’re green. A time when they’re brown. But both of these times, cause me to frown. But just in between, for a very short while. They’re perfect and yellow. And cause me to smile.
A toasty and crunchy cereal would be pointless without this spice.
A wonderful elixir, It is your fluid fixer. Gulp it down and turn like a concrete mixer. Dark as night and sweet as sin, It’s like liquid heroin.
Alight or in dark, my face is a leer. In a field with my brothers, you’ll find me without bother, For that autumn day is mine.
As soft as silk, as white as milk, as bitter as gall, a thick green wall, and a green coat covers me all.
Before crust hardens.