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It moves around in circles. We see it as we turn. It keeps us always warm. Always alive and always dying, Across the sky we see it flying, But touch it and we burn.
I usually wear a yellow coat. I usually have a dark head. I make marks wherever I go.
I am green and ugly and come out at night with a crumple old broom. Who am I?
What is yours but only used by others?
Words come out of it, aligned in perfect silence. A messenger of black on white, a slinky fellow drawing lines, of thin and soft graphite
I am a band that does not perform, sing, or act. What am I?
Kids
Animal
Difficult
Easy
Food
Funny
Logic
What am I?