Answer:
It is sometimes known to have silver linings.
People are hired to get rid of me. I'm often hiding under your bed. In time I'll always return you see. Bite me and you're surely dead.
Be sure to shout for its answers are weak, but there is no language it cannot speak.
Halo of water, tongue of wood. Skin of stone, long I've stood. My fingers short reach to the sky. Inside my heart men live and die.
What is yellow, looks like the moon and has seeds?
I’m grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.