Answer:
I am the place to turn to when nature calls. What am I?
Before I grow I'm small. When I'm old I grow tall. When I die I give a mighty fall.
I've got a beautiful beautiful hall all walled in red velvet with all white armchairs made of bone and in the middle a woman dances.
My first is second in line; I send shivers up your spine; not quite shining bright I glitter in the light.
With a halo of water and a tongue of wood, stone as skin long I stood. What am I?
Give it food and it will live, give it water and it will die.