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I am the kind of dog that chases anything red.
My first is second in line; I send shivers up your spine; not quite shining bright I glitter in the light.
Part carbon part water I am poison to the fishes. Many falsely claim my name I am the pause that refreshes.
I am made by nature soft as silk; A puffy cloud white as milk; Snow tops this tropical crop; The dirtiest part of a mop.
If a plane crashes on the border of US and Canada where do they bury the survivors?
What language does a billboard speak?