Answer:
I repeat only the last word you say. The more I repeat, the softer I got. I cannot be seen but can be heard. What am I?
I can be repeated but rarely in the same way. I can't be changed but can be rewritten. I can be passed down but should not be forgotten.
Sometimes I annoy you, sometimes you can't live without me. But no matter how hard you try, you can't destroy me. What am I?
I am the black child of a white father a wingless bird flying even to the clouds of heaven. I give birth to tears of mourning in pupils that meet me even though there is no cause for grief and at once on my birth I am dissolved into air.
I am known for my natural tuxedo and marching
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.