Now I am such a fun thing! I have so many uses, it's enough to make you sing I'm a dart, a start, and even a dash I can arrive in a flash, a clap of thunder to herald my arrival If you need lots of cloth or paper, you'll find plenty of me and I won't be a trifle I can be a gatekeeper, as long as you hold my key I can even help you fight or flee

It fastens cloth, secures phones, and raises comments. Nala did it to Simba again and again... and again.

Dexterity and stillness are required for victory Removing broken heart and the water on the knee The wish and funny bones, spare ribs, the bread basket and more Red nose will light and buzz at careless touch of Charlie horse

I cradle elixirs, dark or bright, my stem elevates me into sight. I witness vows, toasts, and lore, held in hands, I ask for more.

If you have one in your throat, you are probably a guy; if you have one in your eye you are a lucky guy. The big one has a giant Christmas tree, the mini one is a twin to a saint. You can throw one or bake one in a pie, but I prefer to eat one raw and keep the doctor away.