Born from fire, pale and gray, I linger when the flames decay. Yet legends tell of phoenixes reborn, emerging from my dusty form.

Green and lush, I'm your favourite weed, I can be found almost everywhere indeed, Favoured by herbivores because I grow real fast, But in towns there are signs that say don't step on the...

A word for plain and simple, which always amused me as it is anything but plain. In the food world, it comes in a bean, though somehow beavers got involved.

One dances over frozen ground, one drifts beneath the sea. Though worlds apart in where they’re found, the same name belongs to me.

I went to a seafood disco last week! Unfortunately I pulled a . . .