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I am a kind of coat that can only be put on when wet. What am I?
A hundred arms, a thousand fingers, but I have no eyes to see where I linger. What am I?
I give light by night, but not by day. I am wicked but not evil in any way. Wax for the most but always wane; except when I'm out, I stay the same. What am I?
As I went over London Bridge I met my sister Jenny; I broke her neck and drank her blood and left her standing empty.
I am lighter than the material I am made of. You see parts of me but more of me is hidden underneath.
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?