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I drive men mad for love of me, easily beaten, never free. What am I?
I contain five little items of an everyday sort. You can find all five in a tennis court.
I twist and turn and leaves a loop
I am pinched by grandmas
I turn around once. What is out will not get in. I turn around again. What is in will not get out.
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