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He is not the skinniest of felines.
In all the world, none can compare, to this tiny weaver, his deadly cloth so silky and fair.
I can change color to match my surroundings and I can move my eyes in different directions at the same time. What am I?
The ones in the sea are prickly, but the ones on the street might pickpocket you.
What bird is always unhappy?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?