Answer:
I love to dance and twist and prance. I shake my tail, as away I sail. Wingless I fly into the sky.
With sharp edged wit and pointed poise. It can settle disputes without making a noise.
What has wings, but can not fly. Is enclosed, but can outside also lie. Can open itself up, or close itself away. Is the place of kings and queens and doggerel of every means. What is it upon which I stand? Which can lead us to different lands.
I have two hands but cannot clap
I never was, am always to be. No one ever saw me, nor ever will. And yet I am the confidence of all, To live and breath on this terrestrial ball.
I can only be played on a windy day