Dressed in black, dressed in white, I waddle by but cannot fly. I love the cold, the ice, the sea, And fish are quite delicious to me. Who am I?

I'm one of the world's hide-and-seek champions. Elusive I am, and whoever sees me will claim I am a stinky ape. They call me that and still wonder why I hide, only leaving prints to find.

I'm big and strong. I was once wildly known as the ox that Europeans wished to be gone. Now I'm cattle, and when found in the wild, I'm no longer by the hundreds as humans know, disease is running wild.

A little sun in an orange gown, I hide sweet moons when peeled down. In fragrant curls, my secrets gleam, Each juicy slice a citrus dream. Easy to open, bright and sweet, A pocketful of sunshine you can eat. What am I?

I wear a coat that's hard and brown, But crack me open, treasures are found. My brain has wrinkles, yet I can’t think, And squirrels may hide me near the brink. What am I?