From earth's embrace, I take my form, Molded by hands, soft and warm. With water's kiss, I find my way, To become art that shall not sway.

One: You gotta hit me on the head, literally and figuratively, for me to be effective. Two: Bite me to appear nervous or paint me to appear well put together. Three: Use me as a colloquial way to celebrate an achievement.

sweet as can be, you'll have to undress me

In front of the door, a generous space wraps around, Where neighbors perch and life slows down. We are allowed just to rest, Drink lemonade, it’s the best! The peace is what keeps us homebound.

Let's spell! I can't read, but I'll try to help. Caps on. ONE: Rung of a ladder, or maybe dumbbell? TWO: Might be a magnet, far as I can tell. THREE: Easy! A cobra, ready to attack! FOUR: Bullet hits a wall, ricochets back. All put together, they'll lead you to find, A new way to peel, or some thing left behind.