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Soft hairy from door to door. I am the pet that always stays on the floor.
Born of sorrow, grows with age, you need a lot to be a sage. What is it?
I may be made of metal, bone, or wood and have many teeth. My bite hurts no one and the ladies love me. What am I?
If there is a bee in my hand, what is in my eye?
In the sun I like to play; in the rain I goes away; walk or run I always follow; in the mud I always wallow.
What gets bigger the more you take away?