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I am a shiny metal sheet that covers BBQ food.
Men seize me from my home tear apart my flesh drink the sweet blood then cast my skin aside.
My tail is long my coat is brown I like the country I like the town. I can live in a house or live in a shed And I come out to play when you are in bed.
Every night I'm told what to do and each morning I do what I'm told. But I still don't escape your scold
I can generate fear and some say I come out of your ears. I am as quiet as a mouse but not welcomed in the house.
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?