Answer:
It is a sound of empty, speak and it'll talk back plenty. But all the more you yack, you'll get the same words back.
What is the freedom of birds and the pen of old men?
A house of wood in a hidden place. Built without nails or glue. High above the earthen ground. It holds pale gems of blue.
I can sizzle like bacon, I am made with an egg. I have plenty of backbone, but lack a good leg. I peel layers like onions, but still remain whole. I can be long, like a flagpole, yet fit in a hole.
What is that over the head and under the hat?
What language does a billboard speak?