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A leathery snake, with a stinging bite. I'll stay coiled up, unless I must fight.
My first is an insect; my second is a border; my whole puts the face in a tuneful disorder.
My sides are firmly laced about, Yet nothing is within; You'll think my head is strange indeed, Being nothing else but skin.
A house full, a yard full, a chimney full, no one can get a spoonful.
What can be measured but not seen?
What is 9 added to any number ending in 1