Answer:
All about the house, with his lady he dances, yet he always works, and never romances.
Reaching stiffly for the sky, I bare my fingers when its cold. In warmth I wear an emerald glove and in between I dress in gold.
Walk on the living, they don’t even mumble, Walk on the dead, they mutter and grumble. What are they?
I am the hole in the night, the ever watchful eye. I return in a cycle, to enlighten the sky.
I am cracked by Indiana Jones. What am I?
What gets broken if it’s not kept?
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?