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For our ambrosia we were blessed, By Jupiter, with a sting of death. Though our might, to some is jest, We have quelled the dragon's breath. Who are we?
Bumpy form of transportation in desert cultures.
Black and scary, small and hairy. In the night you hear it preach, Through its noisy high pitched screech.
Long slim and slender. Dark as homemade thunder. Keen eyes and peaked nose. Scares the Devil wherever it goes.
To you, rude would I never be, Though I flag my tongue for all to see.
A word of five letters, Upside down is the same, A shark does this, But itβs not to blame. What is the word?