Answer:
A house of wood in a hidden place. Built without nails or glue. High above the earthen ground. It holds pale gems of blue.
My first is in blood and also in battle. My second is in acorn, oak, and apple. My third and fourth are both the same. In the center of sorrow and twice in refrain. My fifth starts eternity ending here. My last is the first of last, Oh Dear.
What has 3 feet but cannot walk?
I can sizzle like bacon, I am made with an egg. I have plenty of backbone, but lack a good leg. I peel layers like onions, but still remain whole. I can be long, like a flagpole, yet fit in a hole.
Hold the tail, while I fish for you.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?