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My first is an insect; my second is a border; my whole puts the face in a tuneful disorder.

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I can be written, I can be spoken, I can be exposed, I can be broken.

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Long and slinky like a trout, never sings till it’s guts come out.

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Though easy to spot, when allowed to plume, It is hard to see, when held in a room.

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The itsy bitsy teeny weeny yellow polka dot variety is quite popular.

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Who makes it, has no need of it. Who buys it, has no use for it. Who uses it can neither see nor feel it. What is it?

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