I guard the giants of the wood, a rugged shield, strong as it looks. I shout alarms when paws take flight, a warning cry in day or night. I’m sweet as winter’s candy art, peppermint or toffee, crisp and sharp.

Said by a car Said by a goose Said by a clown

I am known for being a green carpet, but I do not lie in living rooms. You might trim me.

I am a picture painted in light, drawn across the velvet night. Heroes, beasts, and myths I trace, but vanish come the sun’s embrace. You’ll find me where the dreamers gaze, a silent story in the haze.

I am an animal, but named after two. The first is a reptile, a ninja of four. The second is an avian, symbol of peace and hope. I am wedged between french hens, a partridge, and a pear tree