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I live off of a busy street. If you want, you can stay for an hour or two. But if you don't pay rent, I'll tell on you. What am I?
What's orange and sounds like a parrot?
You cannot keep me until you have given me. What am I?
I can be swallowed But I can also swallow you.
I am in truth a yellow fork from tables in the sky by inadvertent fingers dropped the awful cutlery. Of mansions never quite disclosed and never quite concealed the apparatus of the dark to ignorance revealed.
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.