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Who makes it, has no need of it. Who buys it, has no use for it. Who uses it can neither see nor feel it. What is it?
This thing runs but cannot walk, sometimes sings but never talks. Lacks arms, has hands; lacks a head but has a face.
According to the music industry, you can count on a midnight train and the devil to turn up here.
Who is that with a neck and no head, two arms and no hands? What is it?
Four of us are in your field, But our differences keep us at yield, First, a one that is no fool, Though he resembles a gardener’s tool, Next, one difficult to split in two, And a girl once had one as big as her shoe, Then, to the mind, one’s a lovely bonder, And truancy makes it grow fonder, Last, a stem connecting dots of three
I am your mother's brother's only brother in law. Who am I?