Answer:
I am a king who’s good at measuring stuff. What am I?
Marking mortal privation when firmly in place. An enduring summation inscribed in my face.
You turn me over after you have traveled far. What am I?
Six legs two heads two hands one long nose. Yet I use only four legs Wherever I go.
I have memories, but none of my own. Whatever's on my inside is what is shown. If I'm ever different, it's because you changed me. I feel like a decoration, here for you to arrange me. What am I?
Whoever made me don't want me. Whoever bought me don't need me. Whoever use me don't know me.