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There was a green house. Inside the green house there was a white house. Inside the white house there was a red house. Inside the red house there were lots of babies. What is it?
I sit high glowing and watch the world go by. Without me everything would seem dull and dangerous. What am I?
I am needed for most animals and hardcover books
I am quick when Iām thin. I am slow when Iām fat. Wind is my worst nightmare.
My voice is tender, my waist is slender and I'm often invited to play. Yet wherever I go, I must take my bow or else I have nothing to say. What am I?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?