Answer:
I produce wool and spit a lot
I am a caribbean shape that makes ships disappear
I am the place to turn when nature calls.
I go up and never come down no matter how hard you wish. As I get higher, more wrinkles crawl on to the face. What am I?
I am a box who holds keys but not locks. With the right combination I may unlock your soul
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.