Answer:
Whoever makes it tells it not. Whoever takes it knows it not. Whoever knows it wants it not
I am a type of animal that hang out in the mist
Weight in my belly, trees on my back, nails in my ribs, feet I do lack. What am I?
If you lose one of me, you are upset, bewildered, and perplexed. If you lose two of me, you are blissfully unaware. What am I?
I wonβt break if you throw me off from the highest building but I will break if you place me in the ocean.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?