I am known for a body of water, but I do not think you can swim in me. You might even avoid me altogether me.

I named an animal after myself, as it shared my way of life. The other six of my kind pass me by, as I cannot lift a finger. As deadly as I am, among the living, I am rife. As countless days pass us by, you and I will linger.

I sound like my name, but I do not sound like the feeling i name. You might hear me in the moments before the sting..

My name makes me sound like I’m funny, But there’s no red in my nose It’s more sunny. My kind starred in a flick that was set in the blue, That made a red and white mouse lots of money.

I am born. I die. I eat, breathe, and produce waste, yet I am not alive. What am I?