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I love to dance and twist and prance. I shake my tail, as away I sail. Wingless I fly into the sky.
What do you have when you're sitting down that you don't have when you're standing up?
I saw a strange creature. Long, hard, and straight, thrusting into a round, dark opening. Preparing to discharge its load of lives. Puffing and squealing noises accompanied it, then a final screech as it slowed and stopped.
My second is performed by my first, and it is thought a thief by the marks of my whole might be caught.
What looks back but cannot see?
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?