Answer:
Whoever makes it, tells it not. Whoever takes it, knows it not. Whoever knows it, wants it not
They have not flesh, nor feathers, nor scales, nor bone. Yet they have fingers and thumbs of their own.
A harvest sown and reaped on the same day in an unplowed field. Which increases without growing, remains whole though it is eaten within and without. Is useless and yet the staple of nations.
It's like food but water kills it. What is it?
Voiceless it cries, Wingless flutters, Toothless bites, Mouthless mutters. What is it?
What do angels sing in the shower?