Answer:
I love to dance and twist and prance. I shake my tail, as away I sail. Wingless I fly into the sky.
What is put on a table, cut, but never eaten?
What stays on the ground but never gets dirty?
I am the fountain from which no one can drink. For many I am considered a necessary link. Like gold to all I am sought for, but my continued death brings wealth for all to want more.
You eat something you neither plant nor plow. It is the son of water, but if water touches it, it dies.
You use it between your head and your toes, the more it works the thinner it grows.