We dwell in cottages of straw,
and labor much for little gains;
sweet food from us our masters draw,
and then with death reward our pains.
This is the most famous bank where children keep their assets.See answer
It flows out of the soil,
It burns you if it boils,
And holds us in its coils,
More valuable than gold,
As black as it is old.
I can help you to mend. I hide my body but never my head. What am I?See answer
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