Answer:
Salty water everywhere but not sea in sight.
It holds no blessings in disguise. Its rhymes are aimed at your demise, it's cast only to ruin, Whatever you are doin'.
What is that over the head and under the hat?
What can run but canβt walk?
I'm the source of all emotion, but I'm caged in a white prison.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?