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Though desert men once called me God today men call me mad. For I wag my tail when I am angry. And growl when I am glad.
In all the world none can compare I am a tiny weaver my deadly cloth so silky and fair.
I am a seed with three letters in my name. Take away the last two and I still sound the same.
I can make arrows fly. I can make kites soar. What am I?
I'm a word that is not even strange. What am I?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?
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