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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?
I am known for my beautiful mane and people ride on my back. What am I?
He calls in the morning, the day to renew, if his owner gets hungry, he'll be turned to stew. What is he?
I am a animal that is cute but dangerous, what am I?
It can be in a hat, Or out of the bag. If you see it you'll be smitten, 'Cause it's fluffy like a mitten.
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?