Answer:
Weight in my belly trees on my back nails in my ribs feet I do lack.
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?
I cannot be bought cannot be sold even if Iām sometimes made of gold.
I get paid to shoot people then blow them up.
Fatherless and motherless. I was born without sin roared when it came into the world. But I never spoke again.
What do people want the least on their hands?