Answer:
I pass before the sun, but make no shadow.
Ripped from my mother's womb. Beaten and burned, I become a blood thirsty killer.
What is the freedom of birds and the pen of old men?
Round as a button, deep as a well. If you want me to talk, you must first pull my tail.
I weaken all men for hours each day. I show you strange visions while you are away. I take you by night, by day take you back. None suffer to have me, but do from my lack.
What do you call a skeleton that makes you laugh and giggle when youβre sad?