Answer:
If I drink I die. If I eat I am fine. What am I?
With pointed fangs I sit and wait; with piercing force I crunch out fate; grabbing victims, proclaiming might; physically joining with a single bite. What am I?
I'm found in socks ties and hands. What am I?
I go in hard come out soft. Blow me hard and I’ll make a pop.
I'm a god a planet and a measurer of heat. Who am I?
Whoever made me don't want me. Whoever bought me don't need me. Whoever use me don't know me.