Answer:
I cannot be felt seen or touched. Yet I can be found in everybody. My existence is always in debate. Yet I have my own style of music.
I run up and down the stairs without moving
I'm tall I'm round and hollow Seems to get chewed a bit But you'll rarely see me unless the other end is lit.
I am a certain five-letter word and become shorter when you add two letters to me. What am I?
Men seize me from my home tear apart my flesh drink the sweet blood then cast my skin aside.
Why was the cook arrested?
What am I?
Animal
Difficult
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic