My voice may be deep, rough, or high In winter I signify a jolly time. Long ago I always knew the hour If I'm very large, I live in a tall tower.

In the sands where secrets sleep, A marvel of ingenuity rises steep. An ancient wonder, if you please-a, Some of the most famous are in Giza.

I have one tooth unlike the three of Lord Poseidon's weaponry. My name: An angelic instrument ended like a typhoon. Yet Ahab, I failed to kill the white whale, guess me for a boon.

Built by children near the shore Protected by knights in historical lore

Despots fear me ‘Rebels’ seek me Every human yearns for me But sadly, some places I cannot be.