Please remove your barnacles from here. Otherwise I'll send you to the strawberry patch and you'll do the same name.

I have legs but cannot walk, People sit on me to talk. In the park, I often stay.

What do you call a can opener that doesn’t work?

I have a thousand paths, but only one is true, I’ll twist your sense of direction and swallow up your view. I am built to lose you, though you seek my very core, And if you find the center, you must look for me once more.

It takes a pin but leaks no red. Then it shows faces of the dead.