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My first master has four legs, my second master has two. My first I serve in life, my second I serve in death. Tough I am, yet soft beside. Against ladies cheeks I often reside.
I am the hole in the night, the ever watchful eye. I return in a cycle, to enlighten the sky.
Though easy to spot, when allowed to plume, It is hard to see, when held in a room.
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.
My sides are firmly laced about, Yet nothing is withinอพ You'll think my head is strange indeed, Being nothing else but skin.
I flow from the Homerโs mouth when he sees doughnuts.