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I can sizzle like bacon. I am made from an egg. I have plenty of backbone but lack a good leg. I peel layers like onions but still remain whole. I can be long like a flagpole yet fit in a hole.
I have fangs and enjoy piecing holes with a single bite.
Weight in my belly, trees on my back, nails in my ribs, feet I do lack. What am I?
What do you call a boomerang that doesnβt come back?
I beam, I shine, I sparkle white. I'll brighten the day with a single light. I'll charm and enchant all. I'll bring the best in you all. What am I?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?