Answer:
Who is it that rows quickly with four oars, but never comes out from under his own roof?
Be sure to shout for its answers are weak, but there is no language it cannot speak.
Stealthy as a shadow in the dead of night, cunning but affectionate if given a bite. Never owned but often loved. At my sport considered cruel, but that's because you never know me at all.
My coat keeps me safe From damage thatβs near. I cause you happiness, sadness, Anticipation and fear. On the outside, I am put under judgment of price. But my insides have far more value That not even MONEY can suffice.
What is the freedom of birds and the pen of old men?
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, Used to cover a state, they go with you everywhere.