Answer:
Sauerkraut owes its existence to this head
What traps a star in its belly but can be held in your hand?
Alight or in dark, my face is a leer. In a field with my brothers, you’ll find me without bother, For that autumn day is mine.
The leaves are on the fruit, the fruit is on the leaves. What is it?
What food goes on and on without a beginning, middle, or an end?
What sphinxes employ and players enjoy.