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I can be written, I can be spoken, I can be exposed, I can be broken.
You will find me with four legs, but no hair. People ride me for hours, but I don't go anywhere without needing to be tugged. Jerked or turned on, I always manage to be ready for work.
What is that over the head and under the hat?
I cannot be other than what I am, until the man who made me dies. Power and glory will fall to me finally. Only when he last closes his eyes.
My sides are firmly laced about, Yet nothing is withinΝΎ You'll think my head is strange indeed, Being nothing else but skin.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?
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Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?