Answer:
I am put on the table, cut, but never eaten. What am I?
I'm sometimes white and always wrong. I can break a heart and hurt the strong. I can build love and tear it down. I can make a smile, but more often bring a frown. What am I?
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. What am I?
To cross the water, I'm the way. For water I'm above, I touch it not and truth to say, I neither swim nor move. What am I?
You cannot keep me until you have given me. What am I?
Give it food and it will live, give it water and it will die.