Answer:
I am round. I have only one line. Circle is not my name indeed. What am I?
What can you lose that will cause other people to lose theirs too?
I move very slowly. I accompany life, and survive past demise. I am viewed with esteem in many womenβs eyes.
I help you carry your books.
To you, rude would I never be, though I flag my tongue for all to see. What am I?
It rows quickly with four oars but never comes out from under his own roof. What is it?