Answer:
I am in truth a yellow fork from tables in the sky by inadvertent fingers dropped the awful cutlery. Of mansions never quite disclosed and never quite concealed the apparatus of the dark to ignorance revealed.
I am gentle enough to soothe your skin, light enough to fly in the sky, strong enough to crack rocks. What am I?
Walk on the living, they don’t even mumble. Walk on the dead, they mutter and grumble. What are they?
What is brown and sticky?
I have skin, more eyes than one. I can be very nice when I am done. What am I?
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.
What am I?
Animal
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Food
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