Answer:
What word looks the same upside down and backwards?
A shimmering field that reaches far. Yet it has no tracks, And is crossed without paths.
Take off my skin, I won't cry, but you will.
Large as a mountain, small as a pea, Endlessly swimming in a water-less sea.
My first is high, My second damp, My whole a tie, A writer's cramp
Of no use to one, Bliss to two. Men lie for it. The baby’s right,