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I am orange and sound like a parrot.
I am the place to turn when nature calls.
I am a red drum which sound without being touched and grow silent when I am touched.
Walk on the living, they donβt even mumble. Walk on the dead, they mutter and grumble. What are they?
What loses its head in the morning but gets it back at night?
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