Answer:
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.
Patch upon patch, without any stitches, if you tell me this riddle, I'll give you my breeches.
A box without hinges, lock or key, yet golden treasure lies within. Who am I?
What food goes on and on without a beginning, middle, or an end?
What can be grown without sun or soil and can either provide nourishment or deliver poison?
Iām grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.