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In all the world, none can compare, to this tiny weaver, his deadly cloth so silky and fair.
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
What scientists might call your pooch.
He is not the skinniest of felines.
I am a large mammal that lives in the ocean and sprays water from a blowhole. What am I?
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, Used to cover a state, they go with you everywhere.