Golden treasures I contain, guarded by hundreds and thousands. Stored in a labyrinth where no man walks, yet men come often to seize my gold. By smoke I am overcome and
robbed, then left to build my treasure anew. What am I?
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Friday, June 4, 2010
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3 comments:
a slot machine?
Good answer, but it is a beehive!
ahhhhh.....
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