Answer:
I'm not really more than holes tied to more holes; I'm strong as good steel, though not as stiff as a pole.
Though I am only two words I have thousands of letters in me
I can speak with my hard metal tongue. But I cannot breathe, for I have no lung. What am I?
I am whole but incomplete. I have no eyes, yet I see. My largest part is one fourth of what I once was. What am I?
Lovely and round, I shine with pale light, Grown in the darkness, a ladyβs delight.
Long and slinky like a trout, never sings till it's guts come out.