It turns and it never moves (The road.) If all the bushes in the wood, had a race, which would be the last. (The sloe bush) It comes in on your back and goes out as fine as silk (The ashes) What is one (fa) half of the moon like. (The other half.) It was once a live and hair[?] on it, it was once (once) in the wood and leaves on it, it is now dead and living bones in it. (A pair of clogs.) What is a herring worth when half of it is eaten. (Worth turning) Under the water and over the water and never touches the water. (A duck-egg before it is laid)
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