Answer:
Weight in my belly, trees on my back, nails in my ribs, feet I do lack. What am I?
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 best thing that can happen after a stick hits a ball.
Canine children.
Who is your mother's only sister's son's brother's aunt's daughter's sister's father?
The warmer I am the fresher I am.