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I come in winter. I cannot see, hear, or feel. I can't eat, but you can eat parts of me.
More lives than any other is what they have and you see them in many a house. Adorable, cute and furry, sometimes active, sometimes lazy. What is it?
I am green and ugly and come out at night with a crumple old broom. Who am I?
From tree to tree it jumps and it swings and this furry little fella likes fruits, nuts and seeds. And sometimes people say to βstop βusβ-ing around.
What can you blow up and keep intact?
All about, but cannot be seen, Can be captured, cannot be held, No throat, but can be heard. Who am I?