Freed from stone, skimmed from food Raised from sand, squeezed from wood Washed from flesh or pressed from fruit Oceans bloodied for this loot

I have a head, but no eyes Four legs, but only one foot. I’m a sight for sore eyes But when in use, I’m rarely seen.

I am a four-legged best friend who will never let you fall. I’ll be waiting for you, but I cannot answer your call. I’ve got your back, so long as you don’t have too many snacks.

I could be a shirt, or I could be a bag; the giveaway might be the brand tag. I could be a tape, or perhaps a CD; I'm cheaper than usual, or maybe for free. If I'm the real deal, I might instead be jeans; just another example of what this word means.

I speak without tongue yet convey what you mean. I’m dressed to impress in red white and green. I’m given in love, sorrow, and shame.