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I can be hairy and itchy all over. I can be the scariest thing you have ever seen. I stand in the middle of nowhere, hanging on a stick. What am I?
Santa shakes his belly like a bowl full of me
In spring, I am gay in handsome array. In summer, more clothing I wear. When colder it grows, I fling off my clothes. In winter, quite naked appear. What am I?
I run around the city but I never move.
There's not a kingdom on the earth I haven't traveled over and over and though I know not whence my birth yet when I come you know my roar. I through the town do take my flight and through the fields and meadows green and whether it be day or night I neither am nor can be seen.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?