Red as a ruby, tart as can be, Beside your turkey is where you’ll find me. Sweetened berries in a jiggly disguise, What am I?

Though I am also drinking blood, I don't live in a castle like my fancy cousin. Goat's in my name, and goats are my bae. Humans debate whether I exist, and I hide until the night when I suck their livestock dry. I'm still a champion in hide-and-seek; nobody knows my face, and the day I finally die, skeptics call me a dog with mange.

Silly guy Trix are for kids. If you follow a white one down a hole You might end up in Wonderland. Thankfully keeping a lucky charm of their foot has evolved into a cardboard version.

Striped on the outside, bright red within, I’m packed with dark seeds beneath my green skin. A slice of sweet water to cool off the heat, On a hot summer day, I’m the ultimate treat.

I can be your warmth on a winter night, yet your greatest danger in a dry forest.