I have no seeds and I have no bloom, I use tiny spores to fill the room. I lived with the T-Rex and ancient beast, On shadows and moisture is how I feast. Put me in the sun and I will burn, Toward the window is where I turn. I’m a common houseplant called a...?

This king is the pride of his peers on the safari

My plants, they are mostly shrubs, Woodless, no roots can grow deep. A certain line I exist above, With soil trapped in frigid sleep. My children three they are, and two are opposites too. The third sounds like where we got the words 'yodelayheehoo!'

Whether I'm a gift or a sport Get me near a kitty cat If it fits I sits.

I house the wings that long to soar, yet none may leave my open door. I give them space to flap and glide, but just beyond, true freedom lies.