Answer:
you cannot keep me until you have given me
Who makes it, has no need of it. Who buys it, has no use for it. Who uses it, can't see it. What is it?
Brown I am and much admired; many horses have I tried; tire a horse and worry a man; tell me this riddle if you can.
I cannot be felt, seen or touched. Yet I can be found in everybody. My existence is always in debate, yet I have my own style of music. What am I?
Iām hard as a rock and as light as a feather. Iām passed on to one another. Poor people need me and rich people have me.
Runs over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night sits not alone, With long tongue hanging out, Resting at your feet until we go for a walk