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My sides are firmly laced about, Yet nothing is within; You'll think my head is strange indeed, Being nothing else but skin.
A house full, a yard full, a chimney full, no one can get a spoonful.
I am what remains when nothing is left.What am I?
Thirty men and ladies two, gathered for a festive do; Dressed quite formal, black and white; soon movement turned to nasty fight.
There are two meanings to me. With one I may need to be broken, with the other I hold on. My favorite characteristic is my charming dimple.
How can you add eight 6s together so that the total adds up to 750?