Answer:
Disgusting creatures that would survive a nuclear strike.
What is that which, while it lives, constantly changes its habit, that is buried before it is dead, and whose tomb is valued wherever it is found?
It's black and every time it speaks it says its name.
My first is in ocean but never in sea. My second's in wasp but never in bee. My third is in glider and also in flight. My whole is a creature that comes out at night.
I'm carried by mad animals. What am I?
The sun bakes them, The hand breaks them, The foot treads on them, And the mouth tastes them. What are they?