Answer:
In spring, I am gay in handsome array. In summer, more clothing I wear. When colder it grows, I fling off my clothes. In winter, quite naked appear. What am I?
Take off my skin I won't cry but you will. What am I?
I may be made of metal bone or wood and have many teeth. My bite hurts no one and the ladies love me.
I'm not really more than holes tied to more holes; I'm strong as good steel, though not as stiff as a pole.
I am black, white, and read all over. What am I?
No matter how little or how much you use me, you change me every month.