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Sometimes dark and sometimes bright I make my way among twinkling lights. Seas and oceans obey my call yet mountains I cannot move at all. My face is marred and gray But I'm majestic anyway
I can be driven but have no wheels. I can be sliced but still remains whole
So cold damp and dark I am. To stay you would refrain yet those who occupy me do never complain.
When I am caught, I am thrown away. When I escape, you itch all day. What am I?
What force and strength cannot get through, I with my unique teeth can do. What am I?
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