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I can only be played on a windy day
I love to twist and dance. Though wingless, I fly high up into the sky. What am I?
I stand up tall and am made of steel With baguettes and garlic at my heel. I love the colors red white and blue but obviously not as much as you. I am a marvel for all to see Though to some I am a monstrosity!
I canβt go left I canβt go right. I am forever stuck in a building over three stories high.
I am one with eight to spare, lest I lose my one. I'm not a number. What am I?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?