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Only one color, but not one size, stuck at the bottom, yet easily flies. Present in sun, but not in rain, doing no harm, and feeling no pain. What am I?
My full powers come when my makers are dead. I await a heavy hat to put on my head. What am I?
my rings are not worth much but they do tell my age.
Although a human shape I wear Mother I never had; And though no sense nor life I share in finest silks I'm clad. By every miss I'm valued much beloved and highly prized; still my cruel fate is such by boys I am often despised.
cats and deflation tires make this noise.
I am rarely touched but often held. If you are smart you'll use me well. What am I?