Answer:
My teeth are sharp, my back is straight, to cut things up it is my fate.
I sleep by day, I fly by night. I have no feathers to aid my flight.
A mother had five boys Marco, Tucker, Webster and Thomas. Was the fifth boys name Frank, Evan or Alex?
Screaming, soaring seeking sky. Flowers of fire flying high. Eastern art from ancient time. Name me now and solve this rhyme.
What is so fragile that saying its name breaks it?
Said to have fifty shades
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?