Answer:
In all the world, none can compare, I am a tiny weaver; my deadly cloth so silky and fair. What am I?
Without a bridle, or a saddle, across a thing I ride a-straddle. And those I ride, by help of me, though almost blind, are made to see. What am I?
What is eaten but can also eat?
I have cities with no people forests with no trees and oceans with no water.
The shorter I am the bigger I am.
My flavors ranges from strawberry to toe.