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I go inside boots and outside shoes.
You can read me both ways I wear; One way it's a number reversed a snare.
My voice is tender, my waist is slender and I'm often invited to play. Yet wherever I go, I must take my bow or else I have nothing to say. What am I?
The more you take away from me, the bigger I shall get. What am I?
Iron roof, glass walls, I burn and burn but never fall. What am I?
Whatโs a carpetโs favorite sport?