Answer:
If you happen to wear one of these warm garments around, you might get doused in red paint.
I can be moved. I can be rolled. But nothing will I hold. I'm red and I'm blue, and I can be other colors too. Having no head, though similar in shape. I have no eyes - yet move all over the place.
Two bodies have I, though both joined in one. The more still I stand, the quicker I run.
The land was white the seed was black it'll take a good scholar to riddle me that. What is it?
Never alive but practically extinct. How we miss the letters pressing the ribbon of ink. What is it?
Iām grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.