I have four legs but never walk, Host naps like royal talk. I eat crumbs, steal socks, hear secrets and TV squawks. I’m not a bed, yet dreams occur. Guests argue who gets my spot. What am I?

I turn about to let you in, Once you pass you’ll see my twin, Clothed in plate I hold the door, Until I turn about once more.

How many do you see can you count them all I dare you to try it would take you a lifetime if you dared. Think of the night sky and all the stars you see how many of me do you see

You can watch me , do me , click me I have to do with your enjoyment Known to begin things I bear the symbol of a triangle

There once was a movie where a mommy hated them. They can be made of plastic and of me. Birds sit on me but we are two different things. Back in there ninetys a lime was placed in front of me and you ripped music all day What am I