Answer:
A hundred arms, a thousand fingers, but I have no eyes to see where I linger. What am I?
I'm not really more than holes tied to more holes; I'm strong as good steel, though not as stiff as a pole.
I have a strong affection for belly buttons.
You seek me out when your hunger's ripe. I sit on four legs and smoke a pipe.
Curtail me thrice I am a youth; behead me once a snake; complete I'm often used in truth when certain steps you'd take.
I will disappear every time you say my name.