Answer:
I am drawn by everyone without pen or pencil. What am I?
I think you live beneath a roof that is upheld by me; I think you seldom walk abroad but my fair form you see; I close you in on every side you very dwelling pave and probably I'll go with you At last into the grave.
I am lighter than air, but a hundred people cannot lift me. Careful, I am fragile. What am I?
I am cracked by Indiana Jones.
You can catch me but cannot throw me. What am I?
Which popular cheese is made backwards?