I rise above the ground to watch the land, sometimes I hold a clock, sometimes a bell’s command. In stories, a princess may wait inside my wall, stone and shadow standing tall.

I stand tall as a guardian, made of wood for my height. I helped guard old towns and forts with all of my might. Tasked to stop and slow my foe, I helped end the fight before they could show their might.

My best friend is Red and I'm feeling blue Everyone is wrong about what I didn't do The lady on my wall keeps my secret well Scratching the walls; my anxieties will quell A river of filth leads me to salvation Southward I escape to a southern nation

I'm a fruit that's lived on for ages. I'm picked from a tree - but avoid my sap, or I'll irritate for free. Wasps used to lay eggs in me, that's how I got fertile. Now commercialization has changed that - unless you eat from the wild.

When borne by the King, I'd sparkle with stones, Worn too by the Dragon, In a bright golden tone, I clung to the Angels, and devils indeed, Like 'Evil' incarnate, atop silver steed