Answer:
You can read me both ways I wear; One way it's a number reversed a snare.
My head bobs lazily in the sun. You think I'm cute for my face is yellow my hair is white and my body is green.
Brown I am and much admired. Many horses have I tried. Tire a horse and worry a man, tell me this riddle if you can. What am I?
What loses its head in the morning but gets it back at night?
I mean goodbye for South Americans.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?