I am the ancient wages of the soldiers march, The white rot of iron and the crumbling of the arch, I am the tears of the earth left behind by the tide, Where the thirsty find death with water on every side.

Pronounced with one letter, but written with three, The letter that is, is similar to me. I rest in the center of winds, calm as ever, I'm easy to close, it's like flicking a lever. I come in many shades and hues, Of browns and greens and greys and blues.

With crystals gleam I hang with grace. Lighting the ballroom as dancers pace.

To be somewhere with me on Shows great enthusiasm. People just love my flare. It doesn’t hurt to add a few whistles though. Everyone loves a good bonus feature. If I saved you, I was just in time. You were almost down for the count. Although you should have heard me Loud and Clear. Sound familiar yet?

with streams of protons, we go after remnants of the dead, we zap then trap, and store them at home. with a big white box that opens wide, we capture slime, while cracking wise. if you see is running to you, please keep running away, but just remember this, who you gonna call?