Answer:
What goes all around the world but never leaves its corner?
I am just two and two. I am hot. I am cold. I am the parent of numbers that cannot be told. I am a gift beyond measure, a matter of course. What am I?
Fatherless and motherless. I was born without sin roared when it came into the world. But I never spoke again.
Marking mortal privation when firmly in place. An enduring summation inscribed in my face.
I am clean when Iām black dirty when Iām white.
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.