Answer:
I am never quite what I appear to be. Straight-forward I seem, but it's only skin deep. For mystery most often lies beneath my simple speech. Sharpen your wits, open your eyes, look beyond my exteriors, read me backwards, forwards, upside down. Think and answer the question...
I have a hundred legs, but cannot stand. I have a long neck, but no head. I cannot see. I'm neat and tidy as can be.
It's in your hand though you can not feel it. Only you and time can reveal it.
Its title means book.
I can be cracked, I can be made. I can be told, I can be played.
How did the phone propose to his girlfriend on Valentine's Day?