May 312014
| I turn my head and you may go where you want. I turn it again you will stay till you rot. I have no face but I live or die by my crooked teeth.
What am I? |
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| I turn my head and you may go where you want. I turn it again you will stay till you rot. I have no face but I live or die by my crooked teeth.
What am I? |
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