I drink without teeth, I feast without a bite, I hide in the shadows, out of sight. I swallow the waters from a rainy terrain, Or sap your energy like a vampire’s game. I take what flows and carry it away, From drops in a sink to the energy in your day.

Some say I'm a bit of a prick, My humours more than dry, But that couldn't be more wrong, Inside I'm a real succulent guy

When life gives you lemons, lemonade is the easy answer. Without sugar and water, all you have is lemon juice. If you choose to take the time to grate the outer rind, you may get to taste this lively feeling, rhyming with jest.

I’m a giant snake under the jungle sun, Slithering around looking for some fun. I’m ready to dance, I’m ready to run, But I’m a little picky before the party’s begun. I don’t want none unless you got buns, hun.

I started out bald, no movement could I make Then with legs, I learned to fly, still hampered by a gate A giant keeps my cousin for their golden budget, But the little ones still enjoy my golden nuggets.