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I have a title and many pages I am a genteel of genteel descent I am a killer veteran of war I am a slave to my lord Pledged to his service.
Plant whose name sounds like a dish full of dairy spread.
No matter how little or how much you use me, you change me every month.
I never was, am always to be. No one ever saw me, nor ever will. And yet I am the confidence of all, To live and breath on this terrestrial ball.
One day a little boy named John went over to his parents and said that he wanted to shoot people and blow them up. His parents were really proud of his career choice. What does John want to do?
A leathery snake, with a stinging bite. I'll stay coiled up, unless I must fight.