I swim in oceans, swift and small, With armor light, I eat and crawl. When heat is near, I change my hue, From grey to pink, a brighter view.

I have a skin, flesh, and ribs, but I do not have a heart, mind, or bibs. I am often seen in an autumn patch..

I rise without legs, float without wings, Found in stars and party things. Too light to linger, I slip away, A noble guest who won’t long stay

I come in the night, no concept of time, vanish with dawn, and fill you with fright.

Hidden underground, I dig without a sound, but on a chemist's table, my weight is found.