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Creeping on its belly, curled into a ring. Eyes forever open, beware its lethal sting
What did the bee say to the flower?
This noble creature has the embarrassing inability to get up once it's been flipped onto its back.
I can change color to match my surroundings and I can move my eyes in different directions at the same time. What am I?
It's voice is like a burp, Will swallow with a slurp, You'll never hear it chirp. Kiss it with a wince, Might turn into a prince
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?