I can roast, yet I'm not turkey, Grindable, but not pepper, quirky. Pressing's an option, no button's plea, Brewing's my game, not beer, agree? A bean, not magic, plain to see.
What am I?
Feathers I have sixteen, but I am not a goose. If I lose any of them, then I am of no use. I'm always shot but I'm not a bird. What am I?
I've got a mouth, but I don't eat food. I've got no nose, so I can't smell good. I take deposits, but I'm not a bank. I'm not the army, but I've got a tank. At times I'm a river, at times I'm a pond. When the dam purges, everything is gone. What am I?
