I don't talk much, but I sure can scream, Especially when falling into a vast ravine, I play with time, wind, and masks a lot, If you think that I'm Zelda, I'm sorry, I'm not

I can run but cannot walk. Without me, your food tastes bland.

The preffered place for those entertainers who need to stick the perfect landing.

A savory bottle from town With a name that can make a man frown Though the letters are plenty The sounds are but twenty Its the trickiest sauce to gulp down

I’m a vessel that’s soft and quite long, Where five little travelers belong. But I often go stray, In the wash, far away, Leaving partners to wonder what’s wrong.