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It can be in a hat, Or out of the bag. If you see it you'll be smitten, 'Cause it's fluffy like a mitten.
I am known for my beautiful mane and people ride on my back. What am I?
I'm a bird that can repeat the words you say. What am I?
What has a coat? Hugs you not in sympathy? Whose smile you'd rather not see? Whose stance is a terrible thing to see? Who is it that brave men run away from? Whose fingers are clawed? Whose sleep lasts for months? And who's company we shunt?
I can change color to match my surroundings and I can move my eyes in different directions at the same time. What am I?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?