Answer:
Whiling away the hours of flowers, Walking through fields of gold. Preening and pruning in lights fading hours, For petals to freeze in the cold. What is it?
Thousands lay up gold within this house, But no man made it. Spears past counting guard this house, But no man wards it.
What is full of holes but still holds water
I drive men mad for love of me. Easily beaten, never free.
A type of hammer that brings a room to order.
What language does a billboard speak?