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My keepers feed me colored balls. With sticks they store on my den walls. Sometimes I store them in my pouch. Sometimes deep in my belly; ouch!
I am two-faced but bear only one. I have no legs but travel widely. Men spill much blood over me. Kings leave their imprint on me. I have greatest power when given away yet lust for me keeps me locked away.
In Paris but not in France the thinnest of its siblings.
I cannot be felt, seen or touched. Yet I can be found in everybody. My existence is always in debate, yet I have my own style of music. What am I?
I am always hungry I must always be fed. The finger I lick will soon turn red.
Why was the cook arrested?
What am I?
What am I?
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