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I crushed on Wendy Darling.
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?
In all the world, none can compare, I am a tiny weaver; my deadly cloth so silky and fair. What am I?
You can catch me but cannot throw me.
Taken from a mine and then locked up in a wooden case. I am used by students everyday.
No matter how little or how much you use me, you change me every month.