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Angels and pilots work with me.
Without a bridle or a saddle across a thing I ride a-straddle. And those I ride by help of me though almost blind are made to see.
I am drawn by everyone without pen or pencil
I am a rock group with four members all of whom died in plane crashes. Who am I?
I produce wool and spit a lot
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?