Answer:
I am a tool for fairies.
What do you call a pig that is no fun to be around?
Iโm where yesterday follows today. And tomorrowโs in the middle. What am I?
Oh lord! I am not worthy! I bend my limbs to the ground. I cry yet without a sound. Let me drink of waters deep. And in silence I will weep.
I go up and never come down no matter how hard you wish. As I get higher more wrinkles crawl onto your face.
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.