Answer:
Fatherless and Motherless, born without sin. Roared when it entered the world, And never spoke again.
In buckles or lace I help set the pace. The farther you go the thinner I grow.
Glittering points that downward thrust. Sparkling spears that never rust.
I'm a word that is not even strange. What am I?
I ask no questions but receive a lot of answers. What am I?
I have feet on my head