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You throw away my outside, you cook my inside. Then you eat my outside and you throw away my inside. What am I?
With pointed fangs I sit and wait; with piercing force I crunch out fate; grabbing victims, proclaiming might; physically joining with a single bite. What am I?
I have a lot to say but can't be heard because I can't speak one single word. What am I?
I am used to bat with, yet I never get a hit. I am near a ball, yet never thrown. What am I?
I can be long or short. I can be grown or bought. I can be painted or left bare. My tip can be round or square. (one word)
A word of five letters, Upside down is the same, A shark does this, But itβs not to blame. What is the word?