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I can only be played on a windy day
I wear a red robe, with staff in hand and a stone in my throat. What am I?
I have more shoes than anybody but less feet than everyone. I am met in the morning but departed in the night. I may shake as if I'm angry but I won't bite.
Wind and cord combine, buzzing in the box. In all this we find, though to some the use is lost. What am I?
I am a band that does not perform sing or act.
Runs over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night sits not alone, With long tongue hanging out, Resting at your feet until we go for a walk