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I am easy to see but no one likes looking at me. Without me there would be no you. I can make you complain or make you happy. But you almost always take me for-granted.
Roast, boast, coast, post. What do you put in a toaster?
If I drink, I die. If I eat, I am fine. What am I?
Die without me, never thank me. Walk right through me, never feel me. What am I?
Deep, deep, do they go. Spreading out as they go. Never needing any air. They are sometimes as fine as hair.
Why was the cook arrested?