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.
Though desert men once called me God, today men call me mad. For I wag my tail when I am angry. And growl when I am glad.
It is a part of us, and then replaced. It escapes out bodies, to a better place. The world becomes its sizeable home. Its passions unrestraint, the planet it roams.
I am a span of time you can always see through I am also the timepiece with the most pieces. What am I?
What has a single eye but cannot see?
What language does a billboard speak?