I'm a primitive fish, one of the scariest you ever saw, Why am I primitive? Well, I don't have a jaw, I might look like an eel, but actually we're not closely related, I'm closer to hagfish or even sharks, but don't get us conflated.

I'm a dry expanse, a barren plight, Sounding like what you might forfeit outright. What am I?

I weigh less than a feather, I harness the weather. Like a butterfly, I float And I'm faster than Usain Bolt. I'm a song Bach wrote.

Birds in a cage are jealous of birds that get to live in this mansion. Birds flying in the sky are looking down at them with compassion.

Litter home, or litter home? Cats go here. Cats go here. Cats go here.