It can star but have no stage, It can pound but have no hammer, It can dash but have no legs, It can slash but have no knife, What is it?
I am a keyboard
I walk, but have no legs. I sleep, but never dream. You can rock me in a cradle, but I am not a baby and I can go around the world faster than you can cross a room. What am I?
I have an end but no beginning, A Star but no Moon, A Home but no Family, and a Space without Room. I never speak but there is no word I cannot make.
What am I ?
My timpani play a rhythmic song, With hammer on anvil I play along. Down my canal no ship sets course, And I have a stirrup that fits no horse. What am I?
