Answer:
I have a hundred legs, but cannot stand. I have a long neck, but no head. I cannot see. I'm neat and tidy as can be.
It holds no blessings in disguise. Its rhymes are aimed at your demise, it's cast only to ruin, Whatever you are doin'.
What kinds of men are always above board?
Round as a button, deep as a well. If you want me to talk, you must first pull my tail.
Turn us on our backs and open up our stomachs you will be the wisest of men though at start a lummox.
Black we are and much admired. Many seek us if they are tired. We tire the horse, and comfort man, and turn White when we've fulfilled your plan.