I start out tiny, but soon, I'm a dad, My teeth appear out of the palm of your hand. Careful or you'll find me stuck in your head, Many a young parent might wish me dead.

Behind me trail the darkened lines. I keep beasts of troughs within my confines. Great men wield me in place of a sword, Yet pigs turn me to a filthy horde.

I have a bed but never sleep, I have a mouth but never eat. I run and run, yet stay in place... What am I?

I exist as vegetable, but I am not green. You might find me in a porch, when ghost are seen!.

A fallen, famous king from a kingdom closed in walls, I met a tragic end, a small child caused my fall. My loss mourned far and wide, beyond my kingdom there were tears, I inspired countless memes, in terms of fame I have few peers.