Answer:
I can fall off a building and live, but in water I will die. What am I?
What gets bigger when more is taken away?
I have a name written on me, but it isnβt my name. Men plant me, but I never grow. They look at me and see their future, rotting in my bloom.
Canine children.
I am the only thing that place today before yesterday. (one word)
Pirates put their booty in it.