Answer:
In all the world, none can compare, to this tiny weaver, his deadly cloth so silky and fair.
These animals hang out in the mist.
A white horned symbol of purity and grace.
What asks but never answers?
While I did live, I food did give, which many one did daily eat. Now being dead, you see they tread me under feet about the street.
A Chinese, Indian and a Swiss were going to a party. Who is most likely to bring a plus one?