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For our ambrosia we were blessed, By Jupiter, with a sting of death. Though our might, to some is jest, We have quelled the dragon's breath. Who are we?
A nutcracker up in a tree
I live in the ocean but I am not a fish. I have eight arms and can change colors quickly. What am I?
I am small and green and hop around. I start my life with a tail but lose it as I grow. What am I?
What lives where it cannot breathe and has a hole in its back
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?