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I hop around and deliver eggs at Easter.
We are little airy creatures all of different voice and features one of us in glass is set. One of us you'll find in jet. Another you may see in tin. And the fourth a box within. If the fifth you should pursue it can never fly from you.
I am heavy forward but backward I'm not.
I run around the streets all day. Under the bed or by the door I sit at night, never alone. My tongue hangs out, waiting to be fed during the day. What am I?
Who is your mother's only sister's son's brother's aunt's daughter's sister's father?
When someone uses this acronym, you know you've got to pick up the pace