Answer:
I'm not really more than holes tied to more holes; I'm strong as good steel, though not as stiff as a pole.
My seas have no water, my mountains have no rock, and my land has no grass. What am I?
What goes in the water black and comes out red?
What has legs but doesn't walk?
What comes once in a minute twice in a moment but never in a thousand years?
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.