Answer:
A horrid monster hides from the day, with many legs and many eyes. With silver chains it catches prey. And eats it all before it dies. Yet in every cottage does it stay. And every castle beneath the sky.
It holds no blessings in disguise. Its rhymes are aimed at your demise, it's cast only to ruin, Whatever you are doin'.
You throw away the outside, eat the inside, then throw away the inside. What is it?
What measures out time until in time all is smashed to it?
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.
What do angels sing in the shower?