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Part carbon, part water, I am poison to the fishes. Many falsely claim my name, I am the pause that refreshes. What am I?
I am the best thing that can happen after a stick hits a ball.
What is the saddest fruit?
In spring, I am gay in handsome array. In summer, more clothing I wear. When colder it grows, I fling off my clothes. In winter, quite naked appear. What am I?
What can fill a room but takes up no space?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?