Answer:
What is that which, while it lives, constantly changes its habit, that is buried before it is dead, and whose tomb is valued wherever it is found?
What has a coat? Hugs you not in sympathy? Whose smile you'd rather not see? Whose stance is a terrible thing to see? Who is it that brave men run away from? Whose fingers are clawed? Whose sleep lasts for months? And who's company we shunt?
I have a tail. I can fly. I'm covered in colorful feathers. I can whistle and I can talk
How a big, hibernating mammal would show affection.
I have legs but seldom walkอพ I backbite many but never talkอพ I seek places that can hide me because those that feed me cannot abide me
I met a man on the London bridge, he tipped his hat and drew his name, in this riddle I told you his name. What is it?