Slumbering serenely in the sun, Suzy snoozes under some.

Find me in your warm neckwear and your desert beetles, You might get me from blades, scrapes, or needles. I bridge the gap, I make you whole, but I can't reverse time, it's taken a toll.

I’m neither sea, yet not quite land, A changing line of rock and sand. I hold the coast, I meet the tide What am I, where waters glide?

Roses aren’t the only red, But not much blood will I shed, A fairytale prince’s eyes found these, But his love’s tears cured his disease.

You walk into a room and see a bed. On the bed, there are two dogs, five cats, a giraffe, eight cows, and a goose. There are also three doves flying above the bed. How many legs are on the floor?