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I go in hard come out soft. Blow me hard and I’ll make a pop.
Crooked as a rainbow and slick as a plate, ten thousand horses can't pull me straight. What am I?
No matter how much rain gets on me, I won't get any wetter. What am I?
I am lighter than air, but a hundred people cannot lift me. Careful, I am fragile. What am I?
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, used to cover a stare, they go with you everywhere.
It has no top or bottom, but it can hold flesh, bones, and blood all at the same time.