Answer:
I tremble at each breath of air and yet can heaviest burdens bear.
I am the kind of soda you must not drink.
When I am alive, people sing. When I am dead, people clap hands. What am I?
I am always hungry I must always be fed. The finger I lick will soon turn red.
My seas have no water, my mountains have no rock, and my land has no grass. What am I?
I flow from the Homer’s mouth when he sees doughnuts.