Answer:
Thirty white horses on a red hill, first they champ, then they stamp, then they stand still.
What can be swallowed, but can swallow you?
I scribble forms of the finest letter, And repel elements of the harshest weather. I am an arrow-aimer and a dust-breaker.
What common verb becomes its own past tense by rearranging its letters?
I am the fountain from which no one can drink. For many I am considered a necessary link. Like gold to all I am sought for, but my continued death brings wealth for all to want more.
People take me on walks and I run and have fun. What am I?