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When they are caught, they are thrown away. When they escape, you itch all day.
Tool of thief, toy of queen. Always used to be unseen. Sign of joy, sign of sorrow. Giving all likeness borrowed.
I am whole but incomplete. I have no eyes, yet I see. You can see, and see right through me. My largest part is one fourth of what I once was.
I am a span of time you can always see through I am also the timepiece with the most pieces. What am I?
In the forest, this blends in just right, but every December it is covered with lights. What is it?
Why is the letter B always cool?