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While I did live, I food did give, which many one did daily eat. Now being dead, you see they tread me under feet about the street.
I'm black and white with stripes all over my body. I look like a horse but I'm not. What am I?
Holding two swords and eight spears. Dressed in a cowΒ-leather tunic. He peeks through a hole in the door.
For our ambrosia we were blessed, By Jupiter, with a sting of death. Though our might, to some is jest, We have quelled the dragon's breath. Who are we?
These animals hang out in the mist.
A word of five letters, Upside down is the same, A shark does this, But itβs not to blame. What is the word?