Answer:
What flies without wings?
I drive men mad for love of me, easily beaten, never free. What am I?
I have a name that's not mine and no one cares about me in their prime. People cry at my sight and lie by me all day and night.
What is so delicate that saying its name breaks it?
Only one color, but not one size. Stuck at the bottom, yet easily flies. Present in sun, but not in rain; doing no harm, and feeling no pain. What am I?
Why was the cook arrested?