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In all the world, none can compare, I am a tiny weaver; my deadly cloth so silky and fair. What am I?
I move without wings Between silken string I leave as you find My substance behind.
I plow and plow, but never sow. What am I?
I am just two and two. I am hot. I am cold. I am the parent of numbers that cannot be told. I am a gift beyond measure a matter of course. I am given with pleasure when taken by force.
My snake-like body cracks and burns. I cause pain but pleasure too. What am I?
This crisp stick-shaped roll is often enjoyed with soup or marinara sauce.
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