Answer:
As a state in America I am round on both sides and high in the middle.
What can you catch but not throw?
I am alive without breath and cold as death. I am never thirsty but always drinking.
I can wave my hands at you but I never say goodbye. You are always cool when with me even more so when I am high!
Though it be cold I wear no clothes the frost and snow I never fear; I value neither shoes nor hose And yet I wander far and near: My diet is forever good I drink no cider port nor sack what Providence doth send for food I neither buy nor sell nor lack.
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.