Answer:
The sun bakes me, the hand breaks me, the foot treads on me, and the mouth tastes me. What am I?
You hear me speak, for I have a hard tongue. But I cannot breathe, for I have not a lung. What am I?
Drop me and the world will shatter. You can always find me where you empty your bladder.
Though I am only two words I have thousands of letters in me
Six letters do my name compound; among the aged oft I'm found; The shepherd also by the brook hears me when Leaning on his crook; but in the middle me divide and take the half on either side each backward read a liquor tell ev'ry gay toper knows it well.
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.