Answer:
Good memory, skin like the sea. A great beast I am, yet vermin frightens me. What am I?
I am merry creature in pleasant time of year as in but certain seasons I sing that you can hear; And yet I'm made a by-word A very perfect mock; Compared to foolish persons And silliest of all folk.
I am always in front of you, but yet I am never here. What am I?
I take off my clothes when you put on your clothes. I put on my clothes when you take off your clothes. What am I?
A trail, a union, together tied. Come across me and you will find you cannot change the course I'm on. Without me you cannot travel on. What am I?
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.