Tis black I am though red I'll be, many a man has injured me, cut my head and broke my face and took me from my native place? A sod of turf.It opens like a barn door and shuts like a trap you would often think of many things but you'd never think of that?A scissors.
What is it that has three feet and no legs?
A yard rule. The bleating of a lamb and the honey of a bee put them together and spell them for me? MahoneyWhat is it that comes twice in a moment, once in a month, and never in a thousand years? The letter MThree little ladies dressed in white got a fright and died last night?
Three candles.As I went up a slippery slat I met my
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