Answer:
They have not flesh, nor feathers, nor scales, nor bone. Yet they have fingers and thumbs of their own.
When it is alive we sing, when it is dead we clap our hands. What is it?
Halo of water, tongue of wood. Skin of stone, long I've stood. My fingers short reach to the sky. Inside my heart men live and die.
What common English verb becomes its own past tense by rearranging its letters?
Runs smoother than any rhyme, loves to fall but cannot climb!
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, Used to cover a state, they go with you everywhere.