I spread through populations fast and wide and find the crowded places where I hide, I travel on the breath the hand the kiss and take what health the unsuspecting miss. I do not choose my host by wealth or name, the young the old the strong receive the same. I force the cities quiet and the borders shut and leave the hospitals beyond their cut. I am the moment nature shows its reach, arriving faster than the cures can teach. What am I

A little bat called for his dad, saying that there's a monster under his bed. To which the dad said; For the last time son, - is not under your bed!

I wear a crown of emerald green that never fades to gray, I shed a tear of golden sap to seal my wounds away. I hide my seeds in wooden armor, tightly locked and round, And drop a carpet made of needles softly on the ground.

Leave bread too long and I may grow, yet molten metal may use me so. In one form living, in one form not, yet both share a name, believe it or not.

What do you call a seagull that flies over the bay?