Answer:
What is put on a table, cut, but never eaten?
My life can be measured in hours. I serve by being devoured. Thin, I am quick. Fat, I am slow. Wind is my foe.
It's got twists and turns, but has no curves. Twist it to fix it, turn it to ruin it. What is it?
I am never quite what I appear to be. Straight-forward I seem, but it's only skin deep. For mystery most often lies beneath my simple speech. Sharpen your wits, open your eyes, look beyond my exteriors, read me backwards, forwards, upside down. Think and answer the question...
In buckles or lace, they help set the pace. The farther you go, the thinner they grow.
what is a duck that is in Starbucks?
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?