Answer:
The part of the bird, that is not in the sky, Which can swim in the ocean and always stay dry. What is it?
Which weighs more? A pound of iron or a pound of feathers?
It is a form of plastic money.
In spring I look gay, Covered in a green array, The warmer it gets the more clothing I wear, As the cold grows, I throw away my clothes.
Where jewelry pierces your head.
I am the fountain from which no one can drink. For many I am considered a necessary link. Like gold to all I am sought for, but my continued death brings wealth for all to want more.