Answer:
Who lives in a house with one bedroom, 50 hallways, and ghosts lurking everywhere?
Four of us are in your field, But our differences keep us at yield, First, a one that is no fool, Though he resembles a gardenerโs tool, Next, one difficult to split in two, And a girl once had one as big as her shoe, Then, to the mind, oneโs a lovely bonder, And truancy makes it grow fonder, Last, a stem connecting dots of three
What's black when you get it, red when you use it, and white when you're all through with it?
This thing runs but cannot walk, sometimes sings but never talks. Lacks arms, has hands; lacks a head but has a face.
They're up near the sky, on something very tall. Sometimes they die, only then do they fall.
My days are numbered.