Answer:
Who is it that rows quickly with four oars but never comes out under his own roof?
While I did live, I food did give, which many one did daily eat. Now being dead, you see they tread me under feet about the street.
The strangest creature you'll ever find: Two eyes in front and many many more behind.
Often cooked as fillet, this meat comes from an animal that swims underwater.
What has a coat? Hugs you not in sympathy? Whose smile you'd rather not see? Whose stance is a terrible thing to see? Who is it that brave men run away from? Whose fingers are clawed? Whose sleep lasts for months? And who's company we shunt?
What is always coming but never arrives?