Answer:
In all the world, none can compare, I am a tiny weaver; my deadly cloth so silky and fair. What am I?
I have a ring but no fingers. I used to stay still all the time but nowadays I follow you around.
I am a piece of paper that takes most people 3 or 4 years to get. What am I?
When young I am sweet in the sun. When middle-aged I make you gay. When old I am valued more than ever.
What has 4 fingers and a thumb but is not living?
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.