When borne by the King, I'd sparkle with stones, Worn too by the Dragon, In a bright golden tone, I clung to the Angels, and devils indeed, Like 'Evil' incarnate, atop silver steed

A tiny bite with metal teeth, Silent whisper, a soft release. It trims the chaos, neat and bright, Leaves behind a shorter sight.

I heal you, yet restrict half your sight. some others use me to see in low light. iconic part of a costume that intends no fright. my most common color is black like the night.

The staple in Asian cuisine, I am also handy after you drop your phone in water.

Fluffy , sweet and always good to eat for every children that once a nice treat