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Left to right I’m quite bright. Right to left I might bite.
My first is second in line; I send shivers up your spine; not quite shining bright I glitter in the light.
A word I know, six letters it contains. Subtract just one and twelve remains.
I can be moved. I can be rolled. But nothing will I hold. I'm red and I'm blue, and I can be other colors too. Having no head, though similar in shape. I have no eyes - yet move all over the place.
What gets beaten, and whipped, but never cries?
What do angels sing in the shower?