Take out my second letter, and you get a crispy sandwich ingredient. Or the last name of a famous eighties dancing man. As a whole, I’m something that’s used as a signal for directing or warning. I’m usually quite bright!

I live in a can, and green I am. I live in a magical place, where counting often takes place.

My first four letters can be hard to swallow My two last letters is an onomatopea when you're hurt My whole is a feathery comfort

Hark, thou humble orb that dost hold secrets untold, encased in alabaster, thou art life's own mold. From thee springs the dawn of myriad forms, a fragile fortress in which something small warms

An iron rod that stirs a fire; A game where luck meets skill. I help to keep the flame alive; You’ll bluff when cards don’t thrill.