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The sun bakes me, the hand breaks me, the foot treads on me, and the mouth tastes me. What am I?
What is easy to spot but hard to find?
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, used to cover a stare, they go with you everywhere.
I can generate fear and some say I come out of your ears. I am as quiet as a mouse but not welcomed in the house.
I have a frame but no picture. I have poles but not standing up
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?