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A pony trots his way through the world on these.
Attracted by light but flies at night. It's wind and hairy but not too scary. What is it?
It has 8 arms and lots of ink but can't write a word.
A spent round or a slimy critter.
I am small and green and hop around. I start my life with a tail but lose it as I grow. What am I?
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?