Answer:
I break down buildings, I crumble mountains but you can't see me. What am I?
I am in truth a yellow fork from tables in the sky by inadvertent fingers dropped the awful cutlery. Of mansions never quite disclosed and never quite concealed the apparatus of the dark to ignorance revealed.
I have numbers on my face but can't find 13 any place. What am I?
You do not want me when you donβt have me but when you have me you don't want to lose me.
I am the only thing that always tells the truth. I show off everything that I see. I come in all shapes and sizes. What am I?
I flow from the Homerβs mouth when he sees doughnuts.