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Every night I'm told what to do, and each morning I do what I'm told. But I still don't escape your scold. What am I?
You throw me out when you want to use me, but take me in when you donβt want to use me. What am I?
Weight in my belly trees on my back nails in my ribs feet I do lack.
I go around and in the house but never touches the house
What is so fragile that saying its name breaks it?
No matter how little or how much you use me, you change me every month.