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You throw me away, I find my way back. Traditionally, I'm wooden with an arch in my back. What am I?
I may be made of metal bone or wood and have many teeth. My bite hurts no one and the ladies love me.
I am always around you but often forgotten. I am pure and clean most of the time, but occasionally rotten. What am I?
I am an instrument capable of making numerous sound but cannot be touched or seen.
The sun bakes me, the hand breaks me, the foot treads on me, and the mouth tastes me. What am I?
What language does a billboard speak?