Known for its curiosity, And random animosity, Its love language is to be aloof, And ask you for food. Smallest of their cousins, Yet most successful hunters. They bathe in the sun, And sometimes fight for fun.

Blue-blooded and quishy, that's me. Intelligent and with coulour changing ability. I have unique body parts, like several brains and multiple hearts.

May alter certain vision, but it's small Almost never changes it overall At face value, it sounds like surgery You'd give something in the Serengeti What is it?

I’m small and round in jacket green, With zesty wit and citrus sheen. I crash your drinks and steal the show, In tacos, pies - I make them glow. I pucker lips without a crime, A tiny clock that’s stuck on brine. Squeeze me once - your tongue will chime. What am I? A burst of time.

I am very comfortable to lay in but difficult to sit on. Stretch me between two trees on a nice day and have yourself a little nap.