I have no voice, but I can scream. I have no hands, but I can wake a dreamer. You might love me when I keep you safe, but you'll hate me at six AM. So, what am I?

The body of a sailors best friend Though most of which under the sea Eat drink and be merry, Active removal of the things you nay eat The stems and leaves and other things From your favorite berry

The dish ran away with my mother. Leaving the prongs bent on the head of my father. I am a perfect mix of both my parents. I am reliable despite being 'confused' in appearance.

I'm rounded at the bottom and you might use me to serve lunch. Wood, metal, or plastic, I make the perfect cradle. Use me to transport soups, gravy, sauce or punch, What am I? Well, I'm a long-handled ....

I'm one of four sisters, some may call me two faced. But in a game of lovers I'm half of what counts, what am I?