Answer:
Glittering points that downward thrust. Sparkling spears that never rust.
Not born, but from a Mother's body drawn. I hang until half of me is gone. I sleep in a cave until I grow old. Then valued for my hardened gold.
You throw away the outside, eat the inside, then throw away the inside. What is it?
Lighter than what I am made of, More of me is hidden Than is seen.
What can burn the eyes, sting the mouth, yet be consumed?
If lightning strikes an orchestra who is the one most likely to get hit?
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?