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Late afternoons I often bathe. I'll soak in water piping hot. My essence goes through. My see through clothes. Used up am I - I've gone to pot.
I am black, white, and read all over. What am I?
When it comes to me, you go on red and stop on green. What am I?
Men seize me from my home tear apart my flesh drink the sweet blood then cast my skin aside.
I come without being fetched at night, hide away as soon as daylight strikes. Although I may look small, I am much mightier than what you can imagine. What am I?
I flow from the Homerβs mouth when he sees doughnuts.