Answer:
My first is a body of water. My second is me. My third came before. My fourth before all three. My fifth sounds like my first. My sixth is in a lake. Put all six together to make an animal that will keep you awake.
White bird, featherless, flying out of paradise. Flying over sea and land. Dying in my hand.
Though desert men once called me God, today men call me mad. For I wag my tail when I am angry. And growl when I am glad.
This only turns over once you have traveled very far. What is it?
The stack just might be sent all over. Full of what's new, yet it's nearly obsolete.
People take me on walks and I run and have fun. What am I?