Answer:
Old Mcdonald had this
A squiggly line tells you when you've done it wrong
Its days are numbered.
A cloud was my mother, the wind is my father, my son is the cool stream, and my daughter is the fruit of the land. A rainbow is my bed, the earth my final resting place, and I'm the torment of man.
Old people and owls are said to be this.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?