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My tongue hangs out as I run over fields and streets all day. I get tied up every morning and untied at night.
What makes a loud noise when changing its jacket, becomes larger but weighs less?
The sharp slim blade, that cuts the wind. What is it?
My first is an insect; my second is a border; my whole puts the face in a tuneful disorder.
I run around the city, but I never move.
This food is a tortilla filled with cheese and sometimes chicken before being heated or cooked.