Answer:
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 gardenerโs tool, Next, one difficult to split in two, And a girl once had one as big as her shoe, Then, to the mind, oneโs a lovely bonder, And truancy makes it grow fonder, Last, a stem connecting dots of three
What is often returned but is never borrowed?
I am nothing but holes tied to holes, yet am strong as iron.
What lies in a tunnel of darkness. That can only attack when pulled back?
Lighter than what I am made of, More of me is hidden Than is seen.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?