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I am the type of room you cannot enter or leave. Raise from the ground below I could be poisonous or a delicious treat.
What has many teeth but can't bite?
I cannot be felt, seen or touched. Yet I can be found in everybody. My existence is always in debate, yet I have my own style of music. What am I?
I sit in a corner while traveling around the world. What am I?
Lovely and round, I shine with pale light. Grown in the darkness, a lady's delight. What am I?
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?