Answer:
I have no voice but I can teach you all there is to know. I have spines and hinges but I am not a door. Once I've told you all, I cannot tell you more. What am I?
When I am caught I am thrown away. When I escape you itch all day.
I can't go left, I can't go right. I am forever stuck in a building over three stories high. What am I?
Only one color, but not one size, stuck at the bottom, yet easily flies. Present in sun, but not in rain, doing no harm, and feeling no pain. What am I?
What is brown and sticky?
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.