Question: I am the black child of a white father, a wingless bird, flying even to the clouds of heaven.
I give birth to tears of mourning in pupils that meet me, even though there is no cause for grief, and at once on my birth I am dissolved into air.
What am I?
Question: What goes on four legs in the morning, on two legs at noon, and on three legs in the evening?
Hint: What if morning, noon, and evening were a metaphor for young, middle-aged and old?
Answer: Man. He crawls as a baby, walks, then uses a cane in old age.
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