It has plenty of backbone but doesn't have a let. It peels like an orange but it comes from an egg.
A horrid monster hides from the day, with many legs and many eyes. With silver chains it catches prey. And eats it all before it dies. Yet in every cottage does it stay. And every castle beneath the sky.
What jumps when it walks & sits when it stand?
What has armor but is not a knight, snaps but is not a twig, and is always at home even on the move?
Though desert men once called me God, today men call me mad. For I wag my tail when I am angry. And growl when I am glad.
Poor people have it. Rich people need it. If you eat it you die. What is it?