Answer:
I am a fruit. If you take away the first letter of my name I become a crime. What am I?
I am free the first time and second time but the third time is going to cost you money.
Man walks over, man walks under, in times of war he burns asunder. What is it?
In all the world none can compare I am a tiny weaver my deadly cloth so silky and fair.
I am a fruit with seed on the outside. What am I?
Black we are and much admired. Many seek us if they are tired. We tire the horse, and comfort man, and turn White when we've fulfilled your plan.