Answer:
In many hall ways you would stand if not with me in hand.
You went into the woods and got me. You sat down to seek me. You brought me home because you couldn't find me.
I am put on the table, cut, but never eaten. What am I?
I think you live beneath a roof that is upheld by me; I think you seldom walk abroad but my fair form you see; I close you in on every side you very dwelling pave and probably I'll go with you At last into the grave.
What breaks when you say its name?
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.
What am I?
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