Put water in front of me, and I become a relieving place. Take away my tee, and I invade your personal space. Take away my first and last, and I do not win.

Bumblebees right by the sea? You've got that right! I'm a tree!

Though I'm made to grab and carry, I would make an awful porter. Like a klutz, I just keep dropping things even though you keep tipping quarters.

I hold up treasures and trash alike, photos, art, even last night’s menu, but only if the surface agrees with me. Some travelers collect me as proof they were there. A conniving cartoon coyote has used me to try to catch a famously fast bird who never stops running.

I sound like I'm a man who's been kissed by the sun. I'm featured in a subject many consider unfun. Our paths will not cross, but we'll meet at one. Oh by the way, do you like puns?