Answer:
What goes through towns and over hills but never moves?
I have palms but not on hands I offer foods from distant lands When at my peak you'll see me smoke I'm famous for my friendly folk My flowers grow and yet they lay There's fire where a man will play.
I am a king who's good at measuring stuff.
I am the place to turn to when nature calls. What am I?
I run up and down the stairs without moving. What am I?
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?