Answer:
What turns from red to black as soon as it touches water?
What is the thing which, once poured out, cannot be gathered again?
Tool of thief, toy of queen. Always used to be unseen. Sign of joy, sign of sorrow. Giving all likeness borrowed.
Without a bridle, or a saddle, across a thing I ride a-straddle. And those I ride, by help of me, though almost blind, are made to see.
Halo of water, tongue of wood. Skin of stone, long I've stood. My fingers short reach to the sky. Inside my heart men live and die.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?