Jack had me then lost me, but my growth gave him Art. Eat enough of me and youre likely to fart.

Well, bless my buttons! In the shadowy nook where secrets gather, like squirrels hoarding acorns for the cold, you'll find a snug spot, away from prying eyes and bustling feet. It's just like a cozy corner in my old knitting club.

Tweety Bird lives within me, Your lungs couldn't live without me. Shark divers often use me, Prisoners can't refuse me.

Red as a summer's blush, sweet as a pie, In cakes and jams, oh my, oh my! Nature's little heart-shaped treat, A burst of joy, a garden's feat.

What do you call an alligator in a vest?