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People are hired to get rid of me. I'm often hiding under your bed. In time I'll always return you see. Bite me and you're surely dead.
If I have it, I don't share it. If I share it, I don't have it. What is it?
Three little letters. A paradox to some. The worse that it is, the better it becomes.
I am what remains when nothing is left.What am I?
During the 1800's these turned women into hourglasses and is becoming more popular again these days
Sugar on a stick. The kids love licking them