I am full of holes,
Can be wet or dry;
I can hold water,
Answer what am I?
Before the breakfast
With bread, eggs, and meat;
What are the two things
People never eat?
What has double hands
And a shining face;
But no arms and legs
While running in pace?
What is it the more
You're taking away
The larger it gets
Either night or day?
What has many keys
But can't open door;
Solve the problem now
With great guess galore.
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