Ripples dangerously dancing towards the edge. Waves swirl until they can no longer be contained. Over the edge they tumble into the waters below.

Windows are decorated in the winter night, cakes are covered in delight. On glass or food, it disappears rather quickly when it warms up.

I'm a fruit that's lived on for ages. I'm picked from a tree - but avoid my sap, or I'll irritate for free. Wasps used to lay eggs in me, that's how I got fertile. Now commercialization has changed that - unless you eat from the wild.

I shape the shores and wash your clothes. Please do not use me to wash your toes.

Grew up underwater and break from my disguise, now I have four wings and fly through the sky’s. I may not breathe fire but don’t be surprised, if mosquitos and gnats all meet their demise.