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I go through a door but never go in and never come out.
Although it sounds like I work on a transportation device I actually work in a restaurant.
I am merry creature in pleasant time of year as in but certain seasons I sing that you can hear; And yet I'm made a by-word A very perfect mock; Compared to foolish persons And silliest of all folk.
I can wake you up in the morning but I require no electricity or winding. What am I?
I love to twist and dance. Though wingless, I fly high up into the sky. What am I?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?