Answer:
It is by nature, soft as silk; A puffy cloud, white as milk; Snow tops this tropical crop; The dirtiest part of a mop
Forward I’m heavy, but backwards I’m not.
Voiceless it cries, wingless flutters, toothless bites, mouthless mutters.
What do you have when you're sitting down that you don't have when you're standing up?
My thunder comes before the lightning. My lightning comes before the clouds. My rain dries all the land it touches.
What do angels sing in the shower?