Babbling beggar? Flower in a square? Bend to my mouth, I spit in the air.

The first half of me is a group of musicians, The second half of me tells us how long something has been around. Put them together and I am the stopper of flowing fluid.

I have four legs but never walk, I hold your work though I can’t talk. Pens and papers rest on me, Where ideas grow - what could I be?

A friend quit his job as a medical technician. He's decided to open a bar. He keeps showing me catalogues full of these...

It usually has twelve months but sometimes thirteen or more. They used to be paper but now electronic is used for this chore. Find an old one to see what someone was doing in days of yore. Some people X off a box each day to count more.