Answer:
What is so fragile that saying its name breaks it?
When I am alive, people sing. When I am dead, people clap hands. What am I?
A hole in a pole. Though I fill a hole in white I'm used more by the day and less by the night
I can be winding and I can be straight. I can be smooth and I can be rough. Sometimes both. I start out black but fade to brown. My favorite colors are yellow and white and I love stripes and dashed lines.
I have a small hill with seven holes.
I flow from the Homerβs mouth when he sees doughnuts.