Answer:
Though I am only two words I have thousands of letters in me
What is so delicate that saying its name breaks it?
I have palms but not on hands I offer foods from distant lands When at my peak you'll see me smoke I'm famous for my friendly folk My flowers grow and yet they lay There's fire where a man will play.
I sleep by day, I fly by night. I have no feathers to aid my flight. What am I?
I do not contain flesh feather or scales; yet I have fingers and thumbs.
Runs over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night sits not alone, With long tongue hanging out, Resting at your feet until we go for a walk