I once stood tall, with leafy pride,
but now I rest, my rings inside. By fire I'm fed, by axe I'm split, on forest floors, I sometimes sit. I'm not a frog, yet I still croaked, What am I, once part of oak?

Im born from tears and love to surprise, I mirror the clouds and reflect the skies. Jump in with boots or twirl like a dancer, But where do I go when the sun brings its answer?

I buzz in your ear like I’ve got things to say, then steal your blood and dart away. You slap yourself, I fly with glee, guess who just got a bite for free?

I evoke nostalgia and knowledge But I've recently retired It's hard to be a science guy When the Earth's on freakin fire!

Follow me to my end And I'll have many riches to give. Can't remember my order? Take it up with Mr. Biv.