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What type of paper can you neither read nor write on?
People like this usually live in rural areas, unless they are lucky enough to strike oil and move to Beverly Hills.
My teeth are sharp, my back is straight, to cut things up it is my fate.
Whiling away the hours of flowers, Walking through fields of gold. Preening and pruning in lights fading hours, For petals to freeze in the cold. What is it?
You can tumble in it, roll in it, burn it, animal eat it. Used to cover floors, still used beyond stall doors. Freshens whatever it is placed on. Absorbs whatever is poured into it.
I am your mother's brother's only brother in law. Who am I?