Answer:
I row quickly with four oars but never comes out from under my own roof.
In buckles or lace, I help set the pace. The farther you go, the thinner I grow. What am I?
What is cut on a table but is never eaten?
I am the thing that is used to make your weight. What am I?
I am a million peopleβs wakeup call
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.