A thousand colored folds str...
A thousand colored folds stretch toward the sky, Atop a tender strand, Rising from the land, 'Til killed by maiden's hand, Perhaps a token of love, perhaps to say goodbye. What am I?Correct answers: 31
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Riding Nun’s
Two nuns are riding their bikes down the back streets of Rome.
One says breathlessly, "I've never come this way before!"
To which the other replies, "It's the cobblestones."