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I have a very long tongue and eat ants. I have scales all over my body and can roll into a ball. What am I?
A mysterious, fantastic creature, It has one defining feature, And for humans at their worst, In their eyes it's just a horse
He calls in the morning, the day to renew, if his owner gets hungry, he'll be turned to stew. What is he?
What asks but never answers?
It is a cat but not a kitty, You'll never catch on in a city. Its fangs are huge and so its claws, A death machine with paws and jaws. In its own way a royal fellow, Striped with black and clothed in yellow
It rows quickly with four oars but never comes out from under his own roof. What is it?