Answer:
I am in truth a yellow fork from tables in the sky by inadvertent fingers dropped the awful cutlery. Of mansions never quite disclosed and never quite concealed the apparatus of the dark to ignorance revealed.
I have a tongue, but cannot speak. I have a bed but cannot sleep. I have four legs but cannot walk. Yet I move as you do. What am I?
2 in a corner 1 in a room 0 in a house but 1 in a shelter.
I have feathers that help me fly; with head and body but I'm not alive. Very skinny and a fixed length how far I go depends on your strength.
I am milky white and scares people.
It can be cracked, It can be made, It can be told, it can be played. What is it?