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I think you live beneath a roof that is upheld by me; I think you seldom walk abroad but my fair form you see; I close you in on every side you very dwelling pave and probably I'll go with you At last into the grave.
Although a human shape I wear, mother I never had. By every miss I'm valued much, still my cruel fate is such by boys I am often despised. What am I?
I need to be taken from you before you can have me.
The last man on Earth received a phone call, who was the caller?
I am an odd number. Take away one letter and I become even. What number am I?
What made Cyclops quit teaching?