I have no eyes but I can stare, I have no mouth but people fear my glare, I’m born in patch, I die on porch, I’m killed by giving me a torch.

I’m dark, I’m hot, and I’m poured by the cup, If morning has started, I’m probably showing up.

I’m that classic cartoon sign of a bright moment of thought. I pop up right above your head when a great idea is caught. What am I?

Tarzan rides it, grapes hang off it, and it was an app for really short videos.

Crisp, green, and leafy, a favorite in the patch, With tomatoes and cucumbers, it's a perfect match. Comes in heads or loose leaves, a refreshing, healthy bite, And can wrap up your favorite burgers just right. Often dressed in Caesar, or tossed into a bowl, Staying fresh and cool is it's main life goal.