Answer:
What has a head and a tail but no body?
What is cut on a table but is never eaten?
I run around the streets all day. Under the bed or by the door I sit at night, never alone. My tongue hangs out, waiting to be fed during the day. What am I?
What can you catch but not throw?
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.
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.