One comes from berries, juniper by name; the other is liquid, apple, orange, or grape, plus more, in fame. Think riding down the street, with the words in line; say them together, and money stays on the mind.

In water's embrace, I glide like a fish, a human in liquid flight, where breath becomes rhythm and strokes paint the surface.

I’m wide and I’m flat, full of grass that will tickle, Cows come to visit and snack, snack, snack, nibble.

I grow where waters gather and still, With sunlight’s help, I spread at will. Not quite a plant, yet green I be, I thrive in ponds and quiet seas.

Guarding blooms with pointed grace, A watchful knight in nature's place. Pierces skin, a painful fame, Yet beauty's guardian is its name.