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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. What am I?
Taken from a mine and then locked up in a wooden case. I am used by students everyday.
cloud is my mother wind is my father.
I am the home for feathery animals.
What has 88 keys, but canβt open a single door?
My first is snapping, snarling, growling, My second's industrious, romping, and prowling. Higgledy piggledy Here we lie, picked and plucked, and put in a pie.