As I lay me down to sleep, I lay my head on pillows peak. The peaks and valleys of which I speak, mostly exist whil asleep. What is this place that we all seek, to rest heads and get off our feet?

A very luxurious home, fit for a king! Also the name of a chess move.

A contraption born of shadowy scheming, where whispers of cheese dance upon the breeze. It beckons with promises, yet ensnares with unseen teeth in the realm of cunning sorcery.

It ain't easy being the first five It's a place where plants thrive Clear walls, yet full of color Keeps out winter, when days are duller

You can make as many of me in winter, But need only three of me to make a person, And only one of me to start a fight.