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A mighty weapon in the war against winged household pests.
I am the third from a sparkle bright, I thrive throughout the day and night. Deep in the path of a cows white drink. I've had thousands of millions of years to think. But one of my creatures is killing me. And so the question I ask to thee, is
The eight of us move forth and back. To protect our king from the foes attack.
Something wholly unreal, yet seems real to I. Think my friend, tell me where does it lie?
Round like a dishpan and smaller than a bathtub. But the ocean can't fill it. What is it?
I can only be played on a windy day
Difficult
Animal
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Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?