I have beaches but no sand, I have cities but no roads, I am surrounded by water, But I never get wet.

Your parrot is not dead. It’s probably pining for one of these.

If they are ice or silk, you will slip and slide. If they are flannel you will stay warm as in your room you hide. If they are wood pulp a novel you can write. In Excel you can make their cells any height. Spelled differently, it started in Altoona, Pennsylvania, and now it is in seven states. It is a place to buy what you need for your mouth or your plates.

I’m not so strange. Just an inverted mountain range! Stand in my middle, it’s uphill both ways!

I have cities but no houses, rivers but no water.