Answer:
Runs smoother than any rhyme, loves to fall but cannot climb!
I am a precious little thing, dancing and eating all the time. Watch me from a distance, so you can feel my warm and gentle love. But don't come to close or my next meal you could be!
Lovely and round, I shine with pale light, grown in the darkness, a lady's delight.
I saw a strange creature. Long, hard, and straight, thrusting into a round, dark opening. Preparing to discharge its load of lives. Puffing and squealing noises accompanied it, then a final screech as it slowed and stopped.
A hill full, a hole full, yet you cannot catch a bowl full.
The negative hero in each story