I have a bow but no arrows, I keep you up! I have arms but no hands, I go where you row.

I hold your things and match your style, and follow you each passing mile.

It belongs to you, but your friends use it more. What is it

As it stands, I am paint made by water, melting beneath the first heat of light. Add a Y and dip a fry, a simple, tasty fast-food delight. Cold by nature, altered by your touch, this frozen name belongs to a famous snowman.

I have no legs, but I am always running. I have no lungs, but I can’t stop breathing. I have a bed, but I never sleep. I have a mouth, but I never speak Though I can roar when I’m angry, And I’m always at my best when I’m going downhill.