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I take off my clothes when you put on your clothes. I put on my clothes when you take off your clothes. What am I?
I reach for the sky, but clutch to the ground. Sometimes I leave, but I am always around. What am I?
My head and tail both equal are my middle slender as a bee. Whether I stand on head or heel Is quite the same to you or me. But if my head should be cut off the matter's true though passing strange directly I to nothing change.
I make you weak at the worst of all times. I keep you safe, I keep you fine. I make your hands sweat and your heart grow cold. I visit the weak, but seldom the bold. What am I?
I am flora, not fauna. I am foliage, not trees. I am shrubbery, not grass. What am I?
Runs over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night sits not alone, With long tongue hanging out, Resting at your feet until we go for a walk