We are quite a merry band found everywhere across the land, We deal in crime, we love a fight; you'll always find us close at hand. But lest you us full of wrath, we also quite enjoy a bath Or hiding deep inside a tree, on some secluded forest path.

Invisible architect of cosmic dance, its unseen hand shapes galaxies' romance. Elusive as a shadow, it holds the universe in a silent embrace.

Wreathed in golden rays, my fiery mane, I follow the light and bless the rain. Towering and proud, I was in my youth; but now that I'm old, I've started to stoop. Rend the skin to reach the meat, for it pains me not when you claim my treat.

I live in a plains environment or zoo, but I do not live in a small area at all. People associate me with floppy ears and operational drops.

A glass castle holds a silent crowd, some dressed bright, some shy, some proud. No doors to open, yet you stare, at worlds that ripple through liquid air.