Answer:
A man is pushing his car along the road when he comes to a hotel. He shouts, "I'm bankrupt!" Why?
What is the freedom of birds and the pen of old men?
I go around in circles, but always straight ahead. Never complain, no matter where I am led.
A tiny bead, like fragile glass, strung along a cord of grass.
Bold are the first; true are the second; playful are the third; clever are the fourth; forceful are the fifth.
I run through hills. I veer around mountains. I leap over rivers. And crawl through the forests. Step out your door to find me.