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In your fire you hear me scream, creaking and whining, yet I am dead before you lay me in your hearth.
My first half is normally made of stone, my second is crazy, and I taste sweet when complete.
A muttered rumble was heard from the pen, and I, in my walking stopped to look in. What was this I saw? A massive beast, hoofed, and jawed. With spikes upon its mighty brow, I watched as he struck the turf and prowled. And yet for all of his magnificence, he couldn't get out of that wooden fence.
Kills the bad ones and the sad ones. Tightens to fit, so one size fits.
My prefix is food. My suffix is rude. My infix comes in rounds. I keep you off the ground. What Am I?
What can never be put in a saucepan?
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?