Answer:
Of these things - I have two. One for me - and one for you. And when you ask about the price I simply smile and nod twice.
Lives in winter, dies in summer, and grows with its roots upward. What is it?
Fatherless and Motherless, born without sin. Roared when it entered the world, And never spoke again.
I can go through glass without breaking it. What am I?
I am a fruit. If you take away the first letter of my name I become a crime. What am I?
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.