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You heard me before and then again. Afterward I die until you call me again.
I like to twirl my body but keep my head up high. After I go in everything becomes tight
I am the kind of an ant that's good at math. What am I?
My voice is tender my waist is slender and I'm often invited to play. Yet wherever I go I must take my bow or else I have nothing to say.
I have every color but no gold.
I have a ring but no fingers. I used to stay still all the time but nowadays I follow you around.