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I am what remains when nothing is left.What am I?
I bind it and it walks. I loose it and it stops.
Soft and fragile is my skin, I get my growth in mud. Iām dangerous as much as pretty, for if not careful, I draw blood.
They can float and tickle, but their sound is rarely heard unless you're a pillow or bird. What are they?
All about the house, with his lady he dances, yet he always works, and never romances.
Lynn likes grapes but not potatoes. She likes squash but not lettuce, and she likes peas but not onions. Following the same rule, will she like pumpkins or apples?