I live between covers but never wear one, I follow your journey till the story is done. Not quite a pet, but I leap through each page, a loyal companion through chapter and age.

Through loss and Heartbreak i was forged by the trees. To help recover a man's emptiness within. In order to be made flesh I must show my humanity. If planted seeds of doubt, the tree will then grow.

We come in blacks; we come in yellows. Some of us are deadly fellows. With a flash, I’ll move you fast. You use the power of my blast. Heat me up and rub your tummy. I’ll prepare you something yummy.

I do not enhance your hearing, but I can allow you to hear a pin drop from over twenty yards away.

i am soft beneath your feet but cut me short and i should be seized cut short again it gets quite fishy and one last time i’ll drive away