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What goes zub zub zub
In all the world, none can compare, to this tiny weaver, his deadly cloth so silky and fair.
I am wingless but airborne, and when I meet your gaze tears will fall from your eyes. What am I?
My first is in ocean but never in sea. My second's in wasp but never in bee. My third is in glider and also in flight. My whole is a creature that comes out at night.
I'm a farm bird known for waking people up early in the morning. What am I?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?