Answer:
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 tell people to be careful when handling boxes.
I have more shoes than anybody but less feet than everyone. I am met in the morning but departed in the night. I may shake as if I'm angry but I won't bite.
A caribbean shape that makes ships disappear.
I am a shimmering field that reaches far. Yet I have no tracks and am crossed without paths. What am I?
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.