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My sides are firmly laced about, Yet nothing is withinΝΎ You'll think my head is strange indeed, Being nothing else but skin.
What word looks the same upside down and backwards?
Without this, eating food and Steven Spielberg's career would be very different.
My life can be measured in hours, I serve by being devoured. Thin, I am quick. Fat, I am slow. Wind is my foe.
A leathery snake, with a stinging bite. I'll stay coiled up, unless I must fight.
I can only be played on a windy day