A mythical creature that farts rainbows. The most notable one went on a quest to reach Candy Mountain.

I'm what a lure might do, or a feeling of dread inside you. In quicksand, water, or any similar thing, I'm what the effect of gravity will bring.

I walked the earth in ages past, through eras far too old to last. Some wore feathers, some wore scales, now I survive in bones and tales.

I was once the poster child of quick-fix diets, split in half and served with a tiny spoon. Pink, tart, and sharper than I look, I’m often sprinkled with sugar when plain feels like too much.

I wear a blanket cold and white, Where trees refuse to grow upright. Caribou wander, foxes play, And summer lasts but a short lived stay.