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With pointed fangs I sit and wait; with piercing force I crunch out fate; grabbing victims, proclaiming might; physically joining with a single bite. What am I?
When you take away the whole from me there is always some left.
I live off of a busy street. If you want, you can stay for an hour or two. But if you don't pay rent, I'll tell on you. What am I?
I’m grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.
I wiggle and cannot see; sometimes underground and sometimes on a tree. I really don't want to be on a hook and I become a person when combined with “book”.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?