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My keepers feed me colored balls. With sticks they store on my den walls. Sometimes I store them in my pouch. Sometimes deep in my belly; ouch!
I am quick when Iām thin. I am slow when Iām fat. Wind is my worst nightmare.
Though desert men once called me God today men call me mad. For I wag my tail when I am angry. And growl when I am glad.
I am flora, not fauna. I am foliage, not trees. I am shrubbery, not grass. What am I?
Fashions change, but what can a person wear that is never out of style?
Lynn likes grapes but not potatoes. She likes squash but not lettuce, and she likes peas but not onions. Following the same rule, will she like pumpkins or apples?