I grow in the wild, taste clean, and sometimes stamp value into metal.

Always running, stays in place. Has a mouth but not a face. Has no lungs but yet can roar. A passageway without a door.

A glassy home for green to thrive, a mini world where plants survive. Nature's theater, sunlit stage, life enclosed in a verdant cage.

O, beloved apple-of-the-earth, Born in darkness, Brought to light at your end You're a hardy specimen Able to tough out the cold And brave the heat of the day O beloved, you are loved by many A staple around the world

I eat the leaves of a specific tree, They're toxic, even to baby me. Serve them on a plate and I won't understand, I don't recognize them and starve where I stand. To save energy, I nap around the clock, I can't do much else, my brain is smooth as a rock.