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I am a rock group with four members all of whom died in plane crashes. Who am I?
My flavors ranges from strawberry to toe.
I run around the streets all day. Under the bed or by the door I sit at night, never alone. My tongue hangs out, waiting to be fed during the day. What am I?
I can fall off a building and live but in water I will die.
I have married many women but have never been married. What am I?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?