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I can sizzle like bacon. I am made from an egg. I have plenty of backbone but lack a good leg. I peel layers like onions but still remain whole. I can be long like a flagpole yet fit in a hole.
I run around the streets all day. Under the bed or by the door I sit at night never alone. my tongue hangs out waiting to be fed during the day.
I am a chair that can move. What am I?
I have a title and many pages. I am a genteel of genteel descent. I am a killer veteran of war. I am a slave to my lord pledged to his service.
Crooked as a rainbow and slick as a plate ten thousand horses can't pull me straight.
Ripped from my ancestors home beaten and burned I become a bloodthirsty killer.