Invisible dance on shelves so high, a whisper of time, in the blink of an eye.

A cool home for midnight snacks, humming softly in the kitchen, keeping your leftovers fresh and your drinks chilled.

At most stores, I am bought within. Swap first for ‘v’, buy me after a spin. On use I dampen, due to swiping your skin. A bounty of paper. Whipper snapper. Rag’s kin.

Six colors have I Yet I am not a die Twist me around Till order is found Some moves are quick, others slow A Hasbro classic you likely know

Sun bleached by the sea, Carried by the waves I roam, A ghost on the shore.