Answer:
Although a human shape I wear Mother I never had; And though no sense nor life I share in finest silks I'm clad. By every miss I'm valued much beloved and highly prized; still my cruel fate is such by boys I am often despised.
I am the signature stroll of ducks and penguins
I row quickly with four oars but never comes out from under my own roof.
I plow and plow, but never sow. What am I?
I am beautiful up in the sky. I am magical yet I cannot fly. To people I bring luck to some people riches. The boy at my end does whatever he wishes
Give it food and it will live, give it water and it will die.