Answer:
I start with T end with T and within me is T.
I think you live beneath a roof that is upheld by me; I think you seldom walk abroad but my fair form you see; I close you in on every side you very dwelling pave and probably I'll go with you At last into the grave.
Poor people have it. Rich people need it. If you eat it you die. What is it?
The thunder comes before the lightning, which comes before the cloud. The rain dries all the land it touches, wrapping the earth in a blood red shroud. What am I?
Iβm white; perfect for cutting & grinding. For most animals I am a useful tool.
I flow from the Homerβs mouth when he sees doughnuts.