Answer:
As I walked along the path I saw something with four fingers and one thumb, but it was not flesh, fish, bone or fowl.
What has 4 eyes but canβt see?
Long and slinky like a trout, never sings till it's guts come out.
The sun bakes them, the hand breaks them, the foot treads on them, and the mouth tastes them.
I count time, but have no end. Tick tick, but I am not a clock. What am I?
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.