Answer:
I move without wings, Between silken string, I leave as you find, My substance behind.
You seek it out, when your hunger is ripe. It sits on four legs, and smokes a pipe.
Describes a mysterious region and a stylish pair of shorts.
We travel much, yet prisoners are, and close confined to boot. Yet with any horse, we will keep the pace, and will always go on foot.
One by one we fall from heaven down into the depths of past, And our world is ever upturned so that yet some time we’ll last.
What can you lose that will cause other people to lose theirs too?
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?