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Something is always put off, then finished with a twist, by you or your dog. It is classically hated by many generations and throughout the years. It always comes at the beginning of your life, but takes so much of the day.
You are in a cemetery, and something is following you. The current abode of a corpse just won't leave you alone. You run to the nearest building, a store, and look desperately for help; you find your savior in the form of a small bag of drops. What am I? Guess if you dare.
I could be two different things; it merely depends on whether you are in a shop or not. I can hurt in two different ways, or maybe not. I am a sign of elegance and skill, or maybe just convenience. I am hard in both states, yet at times I am babied. What am I?
OK, smart guy, if my number is 99, what am I?
Oh come on, keep a cool head, you need to be this level-headed in order to solve this riddle! It would help if you had a magic wand.
Ever-growing, never-ending; still don't know me? Some take me for granted, some study me, some stare at me, revelling in my beauty.
Igpay Atinlay. Ahay Otgay Ouyay. Eythay Answeraay Siay Niay Odecay. Olvesay Emay. "Mbqupq"
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I am a user; I have a name; I am myself.
Sometimes I don't make sense. I don't say what I mean and don't make it clear what I'm saying. Sometimes I rhyme and other times I lie. No matter, you'll work me out anyway.
Time is ticking on, clicks of the clock wearing, beautiful clothes, and dancing the night away. No one knows who was really there that day.
Dog, bark! Cat, meow! Cow, moo!
Something is always put off, then finished with a twist, by you or your dog. It is classically hated by many generations and throughout the years. It always comes at the beginning of your life, but takes so much of the day.