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I cannot be felt, seen or touched. Yet I can be found in everybody. My existence is always in debate. Yet I have my own style of music.
Blend a teapot shot so the pearlies won’t rot!
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.
Brown I am and much admired; many horses have I tried; tire a horse and worry a man; tell me this riddle if you can.
Long legs, crooked thighs, little head, and no eyes.
I am your mother's brother's only brother in law. Who am I?