Answer:
Can not be bought, Can not be sold, Even if it's made of gold. What is it?
What three letters change a boy into a man?
I spend the day at the window go to the table for meals and hide at night.
Turns me on my backs and open up my stomach. You will be the wisest of men though at start a lummox.
Searing 'cross the pitch-black skies I scream in celebration Yet moments later my outburst through I am naught but imagination.
Runs over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night sits not alone, With long tongue hanging out, Resting at your feet until we go for a walk