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Polly's vibrant feathers shone like a rainbow, and his eyes sparkled with wisdom. Every day, he perched on a tall oak tree near the village school. Children from the village would gather around, eager to hear the enchanting riddles and puzzles Polly had to offer.One sunny morning, as the children gathered under the oak tree, Polly squawked excitedly, "Greetings, young adventurers! Today, I have a riddle for you. Solve it, and you shall uncover a hidden treasure." The children leaned in, eager to hear the riddle. "I'm shiny, yet not made of gold. I'm hard, but not a rock. I come in many colors, yet I'm not a rainbow. What am I?" The children furrowed their brows, deep in thought. Some whispered their guesses, but none seemed to have the correct answer.

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