I am known for protecting my owner from outsiders, but I do not have hands to attack.. You might try to swim across me.

I have a back, and i have legs, but I do not have a foot, and i don’t have a head. I am often seen in groups, where you go to be fed.

Look at me, what do you see? It's often not I, that catches your eye. And should I be blinded, it's still me behind it, don't worry, be calm, just rewind it.

Two little wells on two round hills, and two pretty gardens about I've seen all the world gone down those wells But only dewy little drops come out

Beginning with a fountain black that’s made to fit in hand And ending with repeated phrase, by followers or fans But really I’m a tendency, habitual I am