I bear no crown, yet I rule the night, I spit hot fire, but I look soft and white. I am a compass with no needle to spin, Guiding the lost by the fire within. If I collapse under my own heavy weight, Even the light cannot flee from my fate. I sink to a shadow where light cannot run, A heavy dark graveyard that swallowed a sun.

I went to a zoo yesterday. Worst zoo ever! There was only one animal. It was a...

I'm not a champion in hide-and-seek, though I am closely knit to them. I'm doing my business in your flowerbed, chasing the full moon, and never swear. Somebody made me a beast, and I will tear through the woods with my pants still put. Be aware, I'm not one for cuddles, unless I am in a romance, which makes the pants a hindrance par excellence.

In my youth, I was a tree, yet now, I'm thin and free, I carry thoughts from you to me, my uses plain to see. I've been known to fold and fly with glee.

Knock, knock! Who’s there? Who! Who who?