I wear a coat of orange bright, and hide a crunchy heart inside. I grow beneath the earth's dark floor, yet rabbits always ask for more. I have a crown of leafy green, the brightest snack you've ever seen. You pull me up and brush away the dirt, then crunch me down without a shirt. I help you see, or so they say, and make a tasty soup one day. Though I never run, I may be found in a garden hiding underground. What am I, the rabbit's favorite prize?

I have a face but never smile, I travel with you mile by mile. I have two hands but cannot clap, and never need to take a nap. I chase the seconds all day long, yet never sing a ticking song. I help you hurry, help you wait, and tell you when you're running late. I hang on walls or hug your wrist, and without me, plans might be missed. Though I grow older every day, I never age in quite your way. What am I, keeping every moment in its place?

I can sop things up, I can dry things off. Microfiber or just fiber, I’m always on call. Day to day you couldn’t do without me, whether it’s for your body or a spontaneous spill.

Whomping tree that bashed the car When Harry and Ron flew to far.

I jingle in your pocket, I’m never very plain. I keep your metal friends together what am I on your chain?