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I am enjoyed by some, despised by others. Some take me for granted, some treasure me like a gift. I last forever, unless you break me first. What am I?
I always have to work with something in my eye.
What loses its head in the morning but gets it back at night?
What kind of room has no doors or windows?
What bone has a sense of humor?
Runs over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night sits not alone, With long tongue hanging out, Resting at your feet until we go for a walk