Answer:
No legs have I to dance, no lungs have I to breathe. No life have I to live or die, and yet I do all three. What am I?
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. I am given with pleasure when taken by force.
I am a nut with a hole
I am a kind of coat that can only be put on when wet. What am I?
Though it be cold I wear no clothes the frost and snow I never fear; I value neither shoes nor hose And yet I wander far and near: My diet is forever good I drink no cider port nor sack what Providence doth send for food I neither buy nor sell nor lack.
I flow from the Homerβs mouth when he sees doughnuts.