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My voice is tender, my waist is slender and I'm often invited to play. Yet wherever I go, I must take my bow or else I have nothing to say.
You get many of me, but never enough. After the last one, your life soon will snuff. You may have one of me but one day a year, When the last one is gone, your life disappears.
You use a knife to slice my head. And weep beside me when I am dead.
My first master has four legs, my second master has two. My first I serve in life, my second I serve in death. Tough I am, yet soft beside. Against ladies cheeks I often reside.
The weapon of choice to create the biggest shock.
As round as an apple. As deep as a cup. All the king's horses can't pull it up.
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What am I?