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Stealthy as a shadow in the dead of night, cunning but affectionate if given a bite. Never owned but often loved. At my sport considered cruel, but that's because you never know me at all.
He's big, old and fluffy, And looking rather scruffy. He always needs a shave. It's best to just avoid him, And leave him in his cave
Dark, feathery, and popular in Baltimore and fantasy books.
I'm a red creature from the sea with large claws, or pincers, and I'm often boiled and served as an expensive dish at seafood restaurants.
Looks like a hippo crossed with a unicorn.
The sun bakes them, The hand breaks them, The foot treads on them, And the mouth tastes them. What are they?