Answer:
I am made of wood but can't be sawed? What am I?
I am a delicious way of representing data.
A little pool with two layers of wall around it. One white and soft and the other dark and hard, amidst a light brown grassy lawn with an outline of a green grass. What am I?
Ripped from my ancestors home beaten and burned I become a bloodthirsty killer.
What is it that makes tears without sorrow. And takes its journey to heaven?
I'm a soft, sweet food made from a mixture of flour, shortening, eggs, sugar, and other ingredients, baked and often decorated.