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I am enjoyed with a pot and some pointy sticks.
In all the world none can compare I am a tiny weaver my deadly cloth so silky and fair.
I am what bring things together. Without me everything you see would be a total mass or debris everywhere.
I go in hard, come out soft. Blow me hard and I'll make a pop. What am I?
You went into the woods and got me. You sat down to seek me. You brought me home because you couldn't find me.
A town has only two barbers. One of the barbers has a nice, tidy haircut, and the other has a shaggy, messy haircut. Which barber should you go to?