Answer:
You buy me to eat, but never eat me. What am I?
They come at night without being called and are lost in the day without being stolen. What are they?
I am an odd number that become even when beheaded.
Though it be cold I wear no clothes the frost and snow I never fear; I value neither shoes nor hose And yet I wander far and near: My diet is forever good I drink no cider port nor sack what Providence doth send for food I neither buy nor sell nor lack.
I'm not a bird but I can fly through the sky. I'm not a river but I'm full of water.
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.