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You seek me out when your hunger's ripe. I sit on four legs and smoke a pipe.
I am a bow that can never be tied or broken but can disappear. What am I?
I'm many people's favorite place even though many don't remember their stay. You'll love to come but hate to leave if you get cold use my sleeves.
I have a face and two hands, but I have no arms or legs. Six plus seven is one. What am I?
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, used to cover a stare, they go with you everywhere.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?