I ate one and threw away two.
Patch upon patch, without any stitches, if you tell me this riddle, I'll give you my breeches.See answer
For our ambrosia we were blessed,
By Jupiter, with a sting of death.
Though our might, to some is jest,
We have quelled the dragon's breath.
Who are we?
Slayer of regrets, old and new, sought by many, found by few.See answer
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