Answer:
What runs around all day. Then lies under the bed. With its tongue hanging out?
I do not breathe, but I run and jump. I do not eat, but I swim and stretch. I do not drink, but I sleep and stand. I do not think, but I grow and play. I do not see, but you see me everyday.
It's in your hand though you can not feel it. Only you and time can reveal it.
In this place, people lie, people cry, and people ask why. In this place, people sleep, people weep, and people's solitude, they keep. What is it?
I open wide and tight I shut, Sharp am I and paper-cut fingers too, so do take care, I'm good and bad, so best beware.
This food is a tortilla filled with cheese and sometimes chicken before being heated or cooked.