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I always go to bed with my shoes on.
A little pool with two layers of wall around it. One white and soft and the other dark and hard, amidst a light brown grassy lawn with an outline of a green grass. What am I?
I am a creature with a βtightβ name.
In your fire you hear me scream creaking and whining yet I am dead before you lay me in your hearth.
I have a hundred legs, but cannot stand. I have a long neck, but no head. I cannot see, and I'm neat and tidy, as can be. What am I?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?