WHAT AM I RIDDLES

Runs over fields and woods all day Under the bed at night sits not alone, With long tongue hanging out, Awaiting for a bone. What am I?

What do you use to hoe a row, slay a foe, and wring with woe?

Of no use to one Yet absolute bliss to two. The small boy gets it for nothing. The young man has to lie for it. The old man has to buy it. The baby's right, The lover's privilege, The hypocrite's mask. To the young girl, faith; To the married woman, hope; To the old maid, charity. What am I?

What animal probably likes doors?

When you add meat to me, I become vegetarian. What am I?

My tines be long,
My tines be short,
My tines end ere,
My first report.,
What am I?

Untainted, Eternal, Marooned A place where the living will move. A shrine beneath the sun. Greeted by the morning's crest. Our sanctity, Our rest. For when our day is done. What am I?

I am a tick, I am usually black or white, You will find me on many clothing, People think I am cool.

What am I?

It goes through the door
without pinching

It sits on the stove
without burning

It sits on the table
Not ashamed

I have a mouth, no butt, two cranes and floating vessels. What am I?