Let's start with this one, one of my proudest when it comes to the prose aspect but I'm still not sure it isn't too easy. Tell me how hard you find it.
Upon my great neck I can always be found
In nature's most wondrous diadem crowned
No heart have I, yet is my inner voice true
Though I'm known by two names I'm the same through and through
Have I but one arm; but one arm have I ought
Part of me yes it is; part of me yet it's not
Though you may have much trouble in finding the key
Still I must ask you now to identify me
Well? Is it too easy? What are your answers?
Upon my great neck I can always be found
In nature's most wondrous diadem crowned
No heart have I, yet is my inner voice true
Though I'm known by two names I'm the same through and through
Have I but one arm; but one arm have I ought
Part of me yes it is; part of me yet it's not
Though you may have much trouble in finding the key
Still I must ask you now to identify me
Well? Is it too easy? What are your answers?