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172 As white as flour and it is not flour, As green as grass and it is not grass, As red as blood and it is not blood, As black as ink and it is not ink. Blackberry, from bud to fruit.

A bottomless barrel, It's shaped like a hive, It is filled full of flesh, And the flesh is alive. Tailor's thimble.