Answer:
From that which comes within itself, It builds its table on my shelf.
I am black and white with a fishy diet. I cannot fly but I'm an excellent swimmer. What am I?
I have wings but I'm not a bird. I'm fuzzy and buzz around flowers. I make something sweet. What am I?
A warrior amongs the flowers, He bears a thrusting sword. Able and ready to use, To guard his golden hoard.
They're actually great swimmers now, but later they will become excellent hoppers.
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.