Answer:
I am just two and two. I am hot. I am cold. I am the parent of numbers that cannot be told. I am a gift beyond measure a matter of course. I am given with pleasure when taken by force.
I am the kind of dog that chases anything red.
I am alive without breath and cold as death. I am never thirsty but always drinking.
I'm not really more than holes tied to more holes; I'm strong as good steel, though not as stiff as a pole.
You do not want me when you donβt have me but when you have me you don't want to lose me.
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.