Answer:
My teeth are sharp my back is straight to cut things up it is my fate.
What is full of holes but still holds water?
I spend most of my day eating white. When I am quick enough I get rewarded with fruit and something blue. In a dark room with blue walls I run from the ghosts that roam the halls
What goes through towns and over hills but never moves?
I can be cracked, made, told, and played. What am I?
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.