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I'm not really more than holes tied to more holes; I'm strong as good steel, though not as stiff as a pole.
I twist and turn and leave a loop. What am I?
Of the king I am blue and of the peasant I am red. Of the frog I am cold and of the dog I am hot instead.
I am a tool for fairies.
I am black when you buy me, red when you use me. When I turn white, you know it's time to throw me away. What am I?
What made Cyclops quit teaching?