Answer:
No matter how little or how much you use me, you change me every month.
It's got twists and turns, but has no curves. Twist it to fix it, turn it to ruin it. What is it?
I don't think or eat or slumber. Or move around or fear thunder. Just like you I look the same but I can't harm you or be your bane.
Four of us are in your field, But our differences keep us at yield, First, a one that is no fool, Though he resembles a gardener’s tool, Next, one difficult to split in two, And a girl once had one as big as her shoe, Then, to the mind, one’s a lovely bonder, And truancy makes it grow fonder, Last, a stem connecting dots of three
What holds names and memories which are not its own?
What language does a billboard speak?
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?