A salad with no tomatoes, but still run red. Stabbed in the back by the one called friend.

One of the dirtiest things that’s ever existed On the scale of priorities, at the top I’d be listed.

I help you lift, I help you shift, a little push can give a big lift. I turn a wheel, I open a gate, I change your course or move your weight, but pull me wrong, and all you’ll see, Is Yzma falling through a trapdoor, what a comedy!

I have wings, but I can't fly. I have ribs, but I can't breathe. When the sky is on fire, I can always be found.

I am often small, unless you are planning a grand scheme. And I am often silly unless you find me in a sophisticated cuisine.