Answer:
Bury deep, Pile on stones, My mind will always Dig up them bones
It cannot be seen, cannot be felt, Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt. It lies behind stars and under hills And empty holes it fills. It comes first and follows after, Ends life, kills laughter.
Of no use to one, Bliss to two. Men lie for it. The baby’s right,
I love to dance and twist and prance. I shake my tail, as away I sail. Wingless I fly into the sky.
What goes up but never comes down?
I can only be played on a windy day