Answer:
You can never eat me for breakfast or lunch. What am I?
By Moon or by Sun I shall be found. Yet I am undone if there's no light around.
I no longer have eyes, but once I did see. Once I had thoughts, but now Iām white and empty. What am I?
My days are numbered.
I've got a beautiful beautiful hall all walled in red velvet with all white armchairs made of bone and in the middle a woman dances.
No matter how little or how much you use me, you change me every month.