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My first is an insect; my second is a border; my whole puts the face in a tuneful disorder.
I have split the one into five. I am the circle that few will spy. I am the path that breaks and gives. I am the bow no man may bend.
What has two hands, a round face, always runs, but stays in place?
One day a little boy named John went over to his parents and said that he wanted to shoot people and blow them up. His parents were really proud of his career choice. What does John want to do?
I am a good state, there can be no doubt of it; But those who are in, entirely are out of it.
If lightning strikes an orchestra who is the one most likely to get hit?