Answer:
Has no feet, but travels far. Is literate, but not a scholar. Has no mouth, yet clearly speaks.
High born, my touch is gentle. Purest white is my lace. Silence is my kingdom. Green is the color of my death.
Within, I clean all that is bad and is old. I make juice thatβs the color of gold. Should I die, a filter machine would you need assembled to replace me and beans I resemble.
What has three feet but no arms or legs?
Who is that with a neck and no head, two arms and no hands? What is it?
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?