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Although I'm not an insect, some people found me very difficult to exterminate. They called me something like 'insane priest.' The first half of my name means the same as 'scrape,' & my last three letters are a metal. Who am I?
Covered in stone and sun. It's home to many but also none. What is it?
Voiceless it cries, Wingless flutters, Toothless bites, Mouthless mutters. What is it?
Walk on the living, they don't even mumble. Walk on the dead, they mutter and grumble.
What is it that no man ever yet did see, which never was, but always is to be?
Why is the letter B always cool?