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I am the kind of an ant that's good at math. What am I?
They come at night without being called and are lost in the day without being stolen. What are they?
Canine children.
I hold two meanings. With one I may be broken with the other I hold on.
I am the place where yesterday is always before today. What am I?
I go in hard, come out soft. Blow me hard and I'll make a pop. What am I?