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People are hired to get rid of me. I'm often hiding under your bed. In time I'll always return you see. Bite me and you're surely dead.
By Moon or by Sun, I shall be found. Yet I am undone, if there's no light around
It is worldwide, but once only a spider could weave one
Blend a teapot shot so the pearlies won’t rot!
What is the freedom of birds and the pen of old men?
What language does a billboard speak?
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?