Swingline. KA-CHUNK! -----------------

What do you call giant sleeping Lizards?

Trim, paint, and bedazzle me on your phalanges if you like. Integral for constructing, securing, and building just right. But be wary, stepping on a rusty me will result in a painful lockjaw. And to put me in a coffin? Well that’s the very final straw.

The type of cheese that doesn’t belong to you

There are four things I could be, An armless chair found at a bar, The growing stump of plant or tree, A sample from the Bristol Chart, Or finally, a decoy bird - would a pigeon be too absurd?