Seen from afar, I guide you through the night. Change my first, and I'm a church minister. Lose one letter, and I pair well with eggs.

On the wall or on your phone Tells you to be somewhere or be at home The mayans had one that said In year two thousand and twelve we'd all be dead

Curved guardian of bridges, strength in elegance, embraces the sky with a gentle bow, standing firm yet poised in graceful tension.

We are a pair of identical twins who never part, yet we have no heart. We both have necks but never a head, and we’re always empty when you’re in bed.

Don't have a bone to pick with you but go see Gimili so we can get down and grind