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In all the world, none can compare, I am a tiny weaver; my deadly cloth so silky and fair. What am I?
A spirited jig I dance bright, banishing all but darkest night. Air can't kill me but water can. Share me, I won't get less unless wind ruins me. What am I?
I give light by night, but not by day. I am wicked but not evil in any way. Wax for the most but always wane; except when I'm out, I stay the same. What am I?
My teeth are sharp my back is straight to cut things up it is my fate.
My second is performed by my first. A thief by the marks of my whole might be caught. What am I?
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