You see part of a pirate’s treasure, or a product of poultry. It is quite delicious, as I can see. It is usually sold at the Big Yellow M, where people gather up and buy them. What is it?

First four letters is something you do to a keyboard. Next six letters is either an occupation or a ghost one.

I’m the small, slick shape shore seekers shuffle the sand specked souvenir speech stretchers struggle to say Silent in my spiral, yet sparking the sound everyone swears I should make What am I?

I rest between journeys, where tides know my name. Ships find their peace, yet none stay the same. I guard against storms, though I move no chain. What am I?

I have no throat, but I can scream when struck with iron might. I am the harsh song of the blacksmith’s shop, echoing through the night. I am the sudden noise of metal on metal, bringing fright.