I help to power your brain and every stride, but too much of me, and pants grow wide. You burn me fast on treadmills and in gyms, then count me up with meals to look slim.

Look, I’m an artist. I need to make art to eat. That’s how I spin it!

I have no mouth, but I have many teeth, yet I can't bite anyone

I never read what you write, yet I swear I know what you meant. I fix your mistakes into different ones, and apologize with a duck. What am I?

Up the creek I cannot name isn’t a good place to be when you’re stuck there without me, But you don’t want to take the blame and feel me from authority!.