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I come off of a beautiful creature which soars in the sky. I come off of a peckish creature which has a tail as mighty as the sun! I am sometimes dirty and parents beg you not to pick me up.
I spend the day at the window go to the table for meals and hide at night.
I come out of the earth, I am sold in the market. The one who buys me cuts my tail, takes off my suit of silk, and weeps beside me when I am dead. What am I?
I am a pretty one, fluttering in the pale blue sky. Delicate, fragile on the wing, indeed I am a pretty thing. What am I?
What goes up but never comes down?
I am your mother's brother's only brother in law. Who am I?