Answer:
They try to beat me, they try in vain. And when I win, I end the pain.
Though desert men once called me God, today men call me mad. For I wag my tail when I am angry. And growl when I am glad.
Many have heard it, but nobody has ever seen it. It will not speak until spoken to. What is it?
Golden treasure I contain, Guarded by hundreds and thousands. Stored in a labyrinth where no man walks, Yet men come often to seize my gold. By smoke I am overcome and robbed, then left to build my treasure anew
What is put on a table, cut, but never eaten?
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?