Answer:
Who works when he plays and plays when he works?
If Teresa’s daughter is my daughter’s mother, who am I to Teresa?
Voiceless it cries,Voiceless it cries, Wingless flutters, Toothless bites, Mouthless mutters.
They have not flesh, nor feathers, nor scales, nor bone. Yet they have fingers and thumbs of their own.
It is destruction made out of thin air, You hear it howl and give a prayer, Through barns and houses it will tear. It is a deadly funnel, Of violent and twisting air.
What never asks questions but receives a lot of answers?
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?