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To you, rude would I never be, though I flag my tongue for all to see. What am I?
My voice is tender, my waist is slender and I'm often invited to play. Yet wherever I go, I must take my bow or else I have nothing to say. What am I?
A girl who was just learning to drive went down a one-way street in the wrong direction but wasn't stopped by police. Why?
What goes up and down stairs without moving?
I go inside boots and outside shoes.
I flow from the Homer’s mouth when he sees doughnuts.