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I am a type of animal that hang out in the mist
I am not a toy though many use me for pleasure. I have a butt but I cannot poo.
I am always around you but often forgotten. I am pure and clean most of the time, but occasionally rotten. What am I?
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.
What is so delicate that saying its name breaks it?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?