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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. What am I?
I can be any color you can imagine. You see me in everyday life. Look around, you can probably see some of me right now. What am I?
Mr. Red lives in the red house. Mr. Blue lives in the blue house. Mrs. Pink lives in the pink house. Who lives in the white house?
It's been around for millions of years but is never more than a month old. What is it?
I am a shimmering field that reaches far. Yet I have no tracks and am crossed without paths.
Runs over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night sits not alone, With long tongue hanging out, Resting at your feet until we go for a walk