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I have no head and a tail I lack but I do have arms and legs and back; I inhabit the palace the tavern the cot 'tis a beggarly residence where I am not. If a monarch were present (I tell you no fable) I still should be placed at the head of the table.
Ripped from my ancestors home beaten and burned I become a bloodthirsty killer.
I am not a toy though many use me for pleasure. I have a butt but I cannot poo.
Better touch me before you proceed to second. What am I?
I am mother and father, but never give birth or nurse. I'm rarely still, but I never wander. What am I?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?