Answer:
Golden treasure I contain, Guarded by hundreds and thousands. Stored in a labyrinth where no man walks, Yet men come often to seize my gold. By smoke I am overcome and robbed, then left to build my treasure anew
As beautiful as the setting sun, as delicate as the morning dew. An angel's dusting from the stars. That can turn the Earth into a frosted moon.
What flares up and does a lot of good, and when it dies is just a piece of wood?
A house full, a yard full, a chimney full, no one can get a spoonful.
What goes around the world and stays in a corner?
What do angels sing in the shower?
Difficult
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?