Answer:
I row quickly with four oars but never comes out from under my own roof.
My first half means container. Not a lot of people understand my language.
As I went over London Bridge I met my sister Jenny; I broke her neck and drank her blood and left her standing empty.
Though not a plant I have leaves. though not a beast I have spine. Though many wouldn't need me I am more valuable than wine.
Wind and cord combine, buzzing in the box. In all this we find, though to some the use is lost. What am I?
Though not a plant, has leaves. Though not a beast, has spine. Though many wouldn't need this thing, It's more valuable than wine.