Answer:
I am flora, not fauna. I am foliage, not trees. I am shrubbery, not grass. What am I?
What is cut on a table but is never eaten?
Sing me to a baby about to go to sleep.
I have hands but cannot clap
I sit high glowing and watch the world go by. Without me everything would seem dull and dangerous. What am I?
Whoever made me don't want me. Whoever bought me don't need me. Whoever use me don't know me.