Grown in the ground, it's taller than you. Strip off the outside, the yellow pieces you chew. What is it?
Everyone has it and no one can lose it, what is it?See answer
Gold in a leather bag, swinging on a tree,
money after honey in its time.
Ills of a scurvy crew cured by the sea,
reason in its season but no rhyme.
My first is to be seen every day in the firmament; My second conquers kings and queens; And my whole is what I would offer to a friend in distress.See answer
I have cities with no people, forests with no trees, and oceans with no water. What am I?See answer
Select a pack of riddles and try to solve it in an interesting way.
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