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I am the kind of fish that chases a mouse.
Although a human shape I wear Mother I never had; And though no sense nor life I share in finest silks I'm clad. By every miss I'm valued much beloved and highly prized; still my cruel fate is such by boys I am often despised.
I can be hairy and itchy all over. I can be the scariest thing you have ever seen. I stand in the middle of nowhere, hanging on a stick. What am I?
I am drawn by everyone without pen or pencil. What am I?
With a halo of water and a tongue of wood, stone as skin long I stood. What am I?
What language does a billboard speak?