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Whoever made me don't want me. Whoever bought me don't need me. Whoever use me don't know me.
I'm tall I'm round and hollow Seems to get chewed a bit But you'll rarely see me unless the other end is lit.
The dirtier I get, the whiter I am. What am I?
I have no life but I can die. What am I?
What time of day, when written in a capital letters, is the same forwards, backwards, and upside down?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?