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I am put on the table, cut, but never eaten. What am I?
In spring, I am gay in handsome array. In summer, more clothing I wear. When colder it grows, I fling off my clothes. In winter, quite naked appear. What am I?
The last woman on Earth received a phone call. Who was the caller?
The more you take away from me, the bigger I shall get. What am I?
I’m found in your socks, scarves, and mittens; and often in the paws of playful kittens. What am I?
I touch the Earth, I touch the sky, but if I touch you, you’ll likely die. What am I?