Plated in armour prominent in nature's domain Land, water and air And I still remain I glow in the dark You'll find me in a park Whether I have horn or jaw, it is profound My desert kin, you will find underground

A bull has two A rhino has one and Bozo the Clown Uses his for fun

I can be a fruit or shot or vine Now say my name, don't whine

In ocean's tale, javelin takes flight, Slaying giants in the night. With rope in tow, I strike pain and fear, A hunter's tool, a sailor's spear.

I’m green and crunchy, I grow in the ground. You eat me in salads, But I’m not a bean.