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Hands she has but does not hold. Teeth she has but does not bite. Feet she has but they are cold. Eyes she has but without sight.
The eight of us move forth and back. To protect our king from the foes attack.
What is the thing which, once poured out, cannot be gathered again?
Gold in a leather bag, swinging on a tree, money after honey in its time. Ills of a scurvy crew cured by the sea, reason in its season but no rhyme.
People are hired to get rid of me. I'm often hiding under your bed. In time I'll always return you see. Bite me and you're surely dead.
I am a cave full of bones and the house of a worm.
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Food
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Kids
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What am I?