Answer:
I am just two and two. I am hot. I am cold. I am the parent of numbers that cannot be told. I am a gift beyond measure a matter of course. I am given with pleasure when taken by force.
Everyone asks for me but yet everyone hates to face me. For someone I am agony, for others I am relief! What am I?
I go inside boots and outside shoes.
I love to twist and dance. Though wingless I fly high up into the sky.
I run smoother than any rhyme, I love to fall but cannot climb. What am I?
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?