I'm the magic that makes plants thrive, Using sunlight to stay alive. I turn carbon dioxide into a sweet delight, Releasing oxygen, day and night.

Where rainbows land soft, Tiny pots of green gold rest, Luck flourishes wild.

Used to protect the seas, wielded by a planet. This tip may come in threes, it can't swim, can it?

Together in pride, our teeth never bite. We wear our gold crowns, our hairs puffy white. A treasure to some, to others a blight. Wherever we roam, we bring tots delight.

My name speaks of love, but I hunger to kill, I seduce my prey, and hold them against will. And yet, people let me sit on their windowsill...