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The eight of us go forth not back to protect our king from a foe's attack. What are we?
I live off of a busy street if you want you can stay for an hour or two but if you don't pay rent I'll tell on you.
I'm a kind of cup that doesn't hold water, but makes a lot of noise repeatedly. What am I?
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.
I run around the streets all day. Under the bed or by the door I sit at night never alone. my tongue hangs out waiting to be fed during the day.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?