Answer:
Though desert men once called me God, today men call me mad. For I wag my tail when I am angry. And growl when I am glad.
White bird, featherless, flying out of paradise. Flying over sea and land. Dying in my hand.
Screaming, soaring seeking sky. Flowers of fire flying high. Eastern art from ancient time. Name me now and solve this rhyme.
Many have heard it, but nobody has ever seen it. It will not speak until spoken to. What is it?
What is it something that you always have but you always leave behind?
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?