Answer:
Six letters do my name compound; among the aged oft I'm found; The shepherd also by the brook hears me when Leaning on his crook; but in the middle me divide and take the half on either side each backward read a liquor tell ev'ry gay toper knows it well.
I can be simple or I can be complex. I can be found in this riddle or in everyday life. I can be shapes or even colors.
Born in the ocean and white as snow. When I fall back to water I disappear without a trace.
I have 4 wings but cannot fly. I never laugh and never cry. On the same spot I'm always found toiling away with little sound. What am I?
I like to twirl my body but keep my head up high. After I go in everything becomes tight
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?