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I'm found in socks, scarves and mittens. I'm found in the paws of playful kittens. What am I?
In your fire you hear me scream creaking and whining yet I am dead before you lay me in your hearth.
I've got a beautiful beautiful hall all walled in red velvet with all white armchairs made of bone and in the middle a woman dances.
A dagger thrust at my own heart dictates the way I'm swayed. Left I stand and right I yield to the twisting of the blade. What am I?
I may be made of metal, bone, or wood and have many teeth. My bite hurts no one and the ladies love me. What am I?
What made Cyclops quit teaching?