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I can be short and sometimes hot. When displayed I'm never cold. What am I?
I row quickly with four oars but never comes out from under my own roof.
I cannot be bought, cannot be sold, even if I'm sometimes made of gold. What am I?
I move without wings Between silken string I leave as you find My substance behind.
A sport with love and service played by singles and pairs.
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