Answer:
A dagger thrust at my own heart, dictates the way I'm swayed. Left I stand, and right I yield, to the twisting of the blade.
In we go, out we go. All around and in a row. Always, always steady flow. When we'll stop, you'll never known. In we go, out we go.
What types of words are these: madam, civic, eye, level?
Grows from the ground, bushes and grass, leaves of yellow, red and brow, unruly plants, get the axe, trim the hedge back down.
Left to right Iām quite bright. Right to left I might bite.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?