Answer:
You have it even if there is none.
In spring I look gay, Covered in a green array, The warmer it gets the more clothing I wear, As the cold grows, I throw away my clothes.
A precious gift, yet it has no end, no beginning, and nothing in the middle.
Of these everyone has ten, part of two wholes at the arms end. What are they?
Without what would everyone lose their head?
Lynn likes grapes but not potatoes. She likes squash but not lettuce, and she likes peas but not onions. Following the same rule, will she like pumpkins or apples?