I get smaller every time I take a bath, and I make a lot of bubbles when you mix me with water.

I grow in the sun, both sweet and round, hanging from branches without a sound. But take one bite, and you might discern, that I’ve been sharing space with a worm.

Madness sang about ours, and Hugh Laurie played a grumpy doctor by this name

I keep your keepers safe and bound, A little loop of iron and leather found, I dangle heavy from your pocket or ring, Yet I am the keeper of every door's key-thing.

container for weed perhaps ???