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People are hired to get rid of me. I'm often hiding under your bed. In time I'll always return you see. Bite me and you're surely dead.
You seek it out, when your hunger is ripe. It sits on four legs, and smokes a pipe.
What is it that given one, you’ll have either two or none?
Long and slinky like a trout, never sings till it's guts come out.
I am a span of time you can always see through I am also the timepiece with the most pieces. What am I?
What do angels sing in the shower?