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My head bobs lazily in the sun. You think I'm cute for my face is yellow my hair is white and my body is green.
I repeat only the last word you say. The more I repeat, the softer I got. I cannot be seen but can be heard. What am I?
As a state in America I am round on both sides and high in the middle.
I get thrown in the air and will fall down. I get thrown down and I will rise in the air. What am I?
Marking mortal privation when firmly in place. An enduring summation inscribed in my face.
Why was the cook arrested?