Answer:
I cannot be felt, seen or touched. Yet I can be found in everybody. My existence is always in debate, yet I have my own style of music. What am I?
I go around a yard but do not move. What am I?
I have a frame but no pictures. I have poles but not standing up. What am I?
I am lighter than air, but a hundred people cannot lift me. Careful, I am fragile. What am I?
I go inside boots and outside shoes. What am I?
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.