Answer:
It is a sound of empty, speak and it'll talk back plenty. But all the more you yack, you'll get the same words back.
A harvest sown and reaped on the same day in an unplowed field. Which increases without growing, remains whole though it is eaten within and without. Is useless and yet the staple of nations.
Without a bridle, or a saddle, across a thing I ride a-straddle. And those I ride, by help of me, though almost blind, are made to see.
I run through hills. I veer around mountains. I leap over rivers. And crawl through the forests. Step out your door to find me.
A great mysterious place that the bold have been known to journey into.
Why was the cook arrested?