Answer:
Though it be cold I wear no clothes the frost and snow I never fear; I value neither shoes nor hose And yet I wander far and near: My diet is forever good I drink no cider port nor sack what Providence doth send for food I neither buy nor sell nor lack.
I am the kind of a tree that is carried in your hand. What am I?
I plow and plow, but never sow. What am I?
I have an eye but cannot see. I take time to generate and can dissipate in seconds. What am I?
I go around in circles, but always straight ahead, never complain, no matter where I am led.
Whoever made me don't want me. Whoever bought me don't need me. Whoever use me don't know me.