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In my yard there's a bed with no pillows a trunk with no clothes a branch with no leaves. What am I looking at?
Which vehicle is spelled the same forwards and backwards?
In all the world none can compare I am a tiny weaver my deadly cloth so silky and fair.
I am slim and tall many find me desirable and appealing they touch me and I give a false good feeling once I shine in splendor but only once and then no more for many I am to die for.
I work when I play and play when I work. What am I?
What made Cyclops quit teaching?