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I'm light as a feather, yet the strongest man can't hold me for more than 5 minutes.
You can always see it, but it's too far away to touch. Mountains rest on it, and at sea it surrounds you. What is it?
A muttered rumble was heard from the pen, and I, in my walking stopped to look in. What was this I saw? A massive beast, hoofed, and jawed. With spikes upon its mighty brow, I watched as he struck the turf and prowled. And yet for all of his magnificence, he couldn't get out of that wooden fence.
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
Forward Iām heavy, but backwards Iām not.
People take me on walks and I run and have fun. What am I?