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I can be written, I can be spoken, I can be exposed, I can be broken. What am I?
Though desert men once called me God today men call me mad. For I wag my tail when I am angry. And growl when I am glad.
I canβt go left I canβt go right. I am forever stuck in a building over three stories high.
I cannot be other than what I am, until the man who made me dies. Power and glory will fall to me, only when he last closes his eyes.
Flat as a leaf, round as a ring; have two eyes, can't see a thing. What am I?
Why was the cook arrested?