Answer:
I run around the streets all day. Under the bed or by the door I sit at night, never alone. My tongue hangs out, waiting to be fed during the day. What am I?
I give people a huge fright, but at the end I'm sweet. I normally celebrate at night, when there's less heat. What am I?
I am easy to see, but no one likes looking at me. Without me, there would be no you. What am I?
I have 24 keys but cannot open any locks. Sometimes loud sometimes soft
I can speak with my hard metal tongue. But I cannot breathe for I have no lung
Give it food and it will live, give it water and it will die.