Long and slim, You can drive me in. Long and slim, You can give me a trim. Long and slim, But not quite a pin. Long and slim, We're at the end of a limb.

I show you a figment of the picture's whole. I share the pigment with the purest charcoal. I'll come with you wherever you tred, but I'll never go in your stead.

All the printed symbols match The pale skin's rosy glow An overabundant wealth of cash Clean water's washing flow

I sound like I'm a man who's been kissed by the sun. I'm featured in a subject many consider unfun. Our paths will not cross, but we'll meet at one. Oh by the way, do you like puns?

One two three, you can slalom on me. Two three four, all the blood you adore. Two three, chinese philosophy. Three four, when you enter a door. Fully, I cover head, shoulder, toe knee, What am I, one two three four, from your crown to the floor?