Answer:
What can you catch but not throw?
I've been argued on my color. Without me you'll die. So many attempts on your life use me so make sure you have many of my White friends.
I am in truth a yellow fork from tables in the sky by inadvertent fingers dropped the awful cutlery. Of mansions never quite disclosed and never quite concealed the apparatus of the dark to ignorance revealed.
A little pool with two layers of wall around it. One white and soft and the other dark and hard, amidst a light brown grassy lawn with an outline of a green grass. What am I?
I have a little house in which I live all alone. My house has no doors or windows and if I want to go out I must break through the wall.
I am owned by Old McDonald.