I’m chewed, not swallowed, sweet at first, stretch me right and see me burst. A playful treat of sticky fun, best enjoyed by nearly everyone.

Tweety Bird lives within me, Your lungs couldn't live without me. Shark divers often use me, Prisoners can't refuse me.

Red as a summer's blush, sweet as a pie, In cakes and jams, oh my, oh my! Nature's little heart-shaped treat, A burst of joy, a garden's feat.

I have two lines, but cannot write a word. I hold the fashion, but wear no attire. What am I?

You need me to see me, I can be quite pretty; I come in different shades, But no shapes or sizes; What am I?