Answer:
I am the type of room you cannot enter or leave. Raise from the ground below I could be poisonous or a delicious treat.
You buy me to eat, but never eat me. What am I?
I jump when I walk and sit when I stand.
People need me yet they give me away every day.
I am black and white. I have strings I have keys. I make sound without my lips. I make dough with no flour
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.