Answer:
I am mother and father, but never give birth or nurse. I'm rarely still, but I never wander. What am I?
I am edible pink and a great summer food
Crooked as a rainbow and slick as a plate ten thousand horses can't pull me straight.
To you, rude would I never be, though I flag my tongue for all to see. What am I?
Tear me off and scratch my head what once red is now black.
I fly to any foreign parts assisted by my spreading wings. My body holds an hundred hearts Nay I will tell you stranger things when I am not in haste I ride and then I mend my pace anon.