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To you, rude would I never be, though I flag my tongue for all to see. What am I?
Soft and cuddly I'll pull on your heart. But take my last name and I'll tear you apart.
I have a face and two hands, but I have no arms or legs. Six plus seven is one. What am I?
I have Eighty-eight keys but cannot open a single door.
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, used to cover a stare, they go with you everywhere.
Why was the cook arrested?