Answer:
I am full of holes but still holds water.
When I am alive, people sing. When I am dead, people clap hands. What am I?
The more you take, the more you leave behind. What are they?
I am merry creature in pleasant time of year as in but certain seasons I sing that you can hear; And yet I'm made a by-word A very perfect mock; Compared to foolish persons And silliest of all folk.
I am black white and read all over.
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?