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He calls in the morning, the day to renew, if his owner gets hungry, he'll be turned to stew. What is he?
It is a cat but not a kitty, You'll never catch on in a city. Its fangs are huge and so its claws, A death machine with paws and jaws. In its own way a royal fellow, Striped with black and clothed in yellow
What asks but never answers?
I have a long neck and spots on my body. I am the tallest animal on land. What am I?
What insect does a blacksmith manufacture?
I flow from the Homerβs mouth when he sees doughnuts.