Answer:
I'm a word that is not even strange. What am I?
I twist and turn and leave a loop. What am I?
I can be cracked made told and played.
I have hundreds of ears but cannot hear a thing. What am I?
Soft and cuddly I'll pull on your heart. But take my last name and I'll tear you apart.
I fly to any foreign parts assisted by my spreading wings. My body holds an hundred hearts Nay I will tell you stranger things when I am not in haste I ride and then I mend my pace anon.