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In all the world none can compare I am a tiny weaver my deadly cloth so silky and fair.
I am black within and red without With four corners round about.
I have an eye but cannot see. I take time to generate and can dissipate in seconds. What am I?
My head bobs lazily in the sun. You think I'm cute, for my face is yellow, my hair is white and my body is green. What am I?
I am useless when together but useful when I am broken apart. What am I?
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.