Kick me and it's all over... But I can be fulfilled..

Their tops aren't made out of rubber, Their bottoms aren't made out of springs. Not bouncy, trouncy, flouncy, though pouncy at any rate. If I could say one last thing of these beasts: 'They're grrreat!'

Gee, it’s a type of butter. Could you clarify that for me?

The first four can be a nap The last four can be a space Together, a place for crap Tasteless, sure, but there's the place

Delicious and moist, and covered in icing. It takes its shape with the temperature rising. Oh? Did you think that this was a cake? But this, too, was a lie. The hints were all...