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When I am alive, people sing. When I am dead, people clap hands. What am I?
What is so delicate that saying its name breaks it?
I'm a god a planet and a measurer of heat. Who am I?
Cold head and feet; round as a ball; always turning around myself.
A thousand wheels, but move I do not. Call me what I am, call me a lot. What am I?
What made Cyclops quit teaching?