Answer:
I am a fire's best friend. When fat, my body fills with wind. When pushed to thin, through my nose I blow. Then you can watch the embers glow.
What goes through the door without pinching itself? What sits on the stove without burning itself? What sits on the table and is not ashamed?
A hill full, a hole full, yet you cannot catch a bowl full.
Who is he that runs without a leg. And his house on his back?
I'm white, I'm round, but not always around. Sometimes you see me, sometimes you don't.
Iām grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.