Answer:
I crawl on the earth. And rise on a pillar.
My coat keeps me safe From damage thatβs near. I cause you happiness, sadness, Anticipation and fear. On the outside, I am put under judgment of price. But my insides have far more value That not even MONEY can suffice.
Something wholly unreal, yet seems real to I. Think my friend, tell me where does it lie?
What is the smallest bridge in the world?
The land was white the seed was black it'll take a good scholar to riddle me that. What is it?
What is lighter than what it is made of?