Answer:
What grows in winter, dies in summer, and grows roots upward?
I have legs but walk not, a strong back but work not. Two good arms but reach not. A seat but sit and tarry not.
Beautiful girls strut and sexy men 'do their little turn' on this.
I march before armies, a thousand salute me. My fall can bring victory, but no one would shoot me. The wind is my lover, one-ยญlegged am I. Name me and see me at home in the sky.
Blend a teapot shot so the pearlies wonโt rot!
I build up castles. I tear down mountains. I make some men blind. I help others to see.