Answer:
I move without wings, Between silken string, I leave as you find, My substance behind.
Blend a teapot shot so the pearlies wonβt rot!
To unravel me you need a simple key, no key that was made by locksmith's hand. But a key that only I will understand.
What can be swallowed, But can also swallow you?
You will find me with four legs, but no hair. People ride me for hours, but I don't go anywhere without needing to be tugged. Jerked or turned on, I always manage to be ready for work.
Who makes it, has no need of it. Who buys it, has no use for it. Who uses it, can't see it. What is it?