Answer:
The man who made it didn't need it. The man who bought it didn't use it. The man who used it didn't want it.
What is the thing which, once poured out, cannot be gathered again?
I am mother and father, but never birth or nurse. I'm rarely still, but I never wander.
What can be forever wound up but never annoyed?
In marble halls as white as milk, lined with a skin as soft as silk. Within a fountain crystal-clear. A golden apple doth appear. No doors there are to this stronghold, yet thieves break in and steal the gold.
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?