Answer:
When we stand up it lies flat. When we lie back it stands up.
My body is timber and I am a boy among men. I have a nose without end and an insect for a friend. Who am I?
Words come out of it, aligned in perfect silence. A messenger of black on white, a slinky fellow drawing lines, of thin and soft graphite
Even the oldest ones can be described as current, but a little mainstream.
Do this to your gifts to make them festive
What goes around and around the wood, but never goes into the wood?
Kids
Animal
Difficult
Easy
Food
Funny
Logic
What am I?