Answer:
What do you use to hoe a row, slay a foe, and wring with woe?
More precious than gold, but cannot be bought, Can never be sold, only earned if itβs sought, If it is broken it can still be mended, At birth it canβt start nor by death is it ended.
What goes through the door without pinching itself? What sits on the stove without burning itself? What sits on the table and is not ashamed?
Look into my face and I'm everybody. Scratch my back and I'm nobody.
What has a mouth but can't chew?
In your fire you hear me scream! Creaking and whining yet I am dead before you lay me in your hearth.