Answer:
Above all things have I been placed Thus have I, a man disgraced. I describe sunlight or lock But after all, I'm just a rock
My life is often a volume of grief, your help is needed to turn a new leaf. Stiff is my spine and my body is pale. But I'm always ready to tell a tale.
White bird, featherless, flying out of paradise. Flying over sea and land. Dying in my hand.
The itsy bitsy teeny weeny yellow polka dot variety is quite popular.
Long legs, crooked thighs, little head, and no eyes.
A leathery snake, with a stinging bite. I'll stay coiled up, unless I must fight.