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What runs around all day. Then lies under the bed. With its tongue hanging out?
Where humans breath liquid?
It is an arctic double breasted formal wear.
An open ended barrel, it is shaped like a hive. It is filled with the flesh, and the flesh is alive!
Metal or bone I may be, many teeth I have and always bared. Yet my bite harms no one. And ladies delight in my touch.
Lynn likes grapes but not potatoes. She likes squash but not lettuce, and she likes peas but not onions. Following the same rule, will she like pumpkins or apples?