Some call me a king, while others, a bug. I own a pair of wings that carry me far above.

You might use me to make your bets less risky, or make a maze with me if you're feeling tricky, finally when mixed with a hog you'll find the result quite prickly. What am I?

Always in you, sometimes on you, if I surround you I can kill you.

I represent childhood joy and of innocent wishes, but I am not a as ferocious as my name implies. People think of me as invasive, but at least I am high in vitamin C.

In summer's heat, I'm juicy and sweet, green on the outside, pink to eat.