Answer:
What asks but never answers?
It's black and every time it speaks it says its name.
I have wings but I'm not a bird. I'm fuzzy and buzz around flowers. I make something sweet. What am I?
It's voice is like a burp, Will swallow with a slurp, You'll never hear it chirp. Kiss it with a wince, Might turn into a prince
I am covered in quills for protection. What am I?
I hold two meanings. With one I may be broken, with the other I hold on. What am I?