Answer:
I'm the source of all emotion, but I'm caged in a white prison.
Although I'm not an insect, some people found me very difficult to exterminate. They called me something like 'insane priest.' The first half of my name means the same as 'scrape,' & my last three letters are a metal. Who am I?
My prefix is food. My suffix is rude. My infix comes in rounds. I keep you off the ground. What Am I?
What stays on the ground but never gets dirty?
Hard to catch, easy to hold. Can't be seen, unless it's cold
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?