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For our ambrosia we were blessed, By Jupiter, with a sting of death. Though our might, to some is jest, We have quelled the dragon's breath. Who are we?
What always goes to bed with its shoes on?
It's black and every time it speaks it says its name.
He's big, old and fluffy, And looking rather scruffy. He always needs a shave. It's best to just avoid him, And leave him in his cave
What screams when put in a pot of boiling water?
A man goes out in heavy rain with nothing to protect him from it. His hair doesn't get wet. How does he do that?