Answer:
Blend a teapot shot so the pearlies wonβt rot!
Whoever makes it, tells it not. Whoever takes it, knows it not. Whoever knows it, wants it not
Take one out and scratch my head I am now black but once was red.
As destructive as life, As healing as death; An institutioner of strife, Just as prone to bless. It is all that is good, Yet with an evil trend; As it was the beginning of things, It can also be the end.
This thing runs but cannot walk, sometimes sings but never talks. Lacks arms, has hands; lacks a head but has a face.
I build up castles. I tear down mountains. I make some men blind. I help others to see.