Answer:
It is a part of us, and then replaced. It escapes out bodies, to a better place. The world becomes its sizeable home. Its passions unrestraint, the planet it roams.
Come up and let us go. Go down and here we stay.
It is by nature, soft as silk; A puffy cloud, white as milk; Snow tops this tropical crop; The dirtiest part of a mop
What has four legs during the day; and six or eight during the night?
Plow and hoe, reap and sow, What soon does every farmer grow?
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.