1)
My first is in ocean, but not in sea,
My next in wasp, but not in bee;
My last is in glide and also in flight,
My whole is a creature that hunts through the night.
2)
On the wing, the breeze seduced me,
Newly born to take my flight;
From the darkness I did rupture,
From my prison wrapped so tight.
Coming to rest on petals of brightness,
All can see, my change is cast;
I flutter by in paper lightness,
My life is short - my beauty won't last.
3)
Every nation do I know,
But rarely if ever do I go;
People come and look at me,
Dreaming of places they'd like to be.
They touch me here, they touch me there,
Spinning me round without a care;
I have a flat brother whose job is the same,
But I'm a sphere - with a different name.
Answers:
1. Owl
2. Butterfly
3. Globe
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