Warty hopper, Flies my snack Hypnotic lollipop, Who might lick back I sit and croak, Upon a log, Don't give an F, I'm not a frog

I’m reddish-brown but not a leaf, I’m found in wires and coins beneath. I conduct well, but I’m not alive, What am I that helps circuits thrive?

I’m carved in an arrow to guide a clean release, or named where mountains briefly cease.

When moments stretch and time seems to pause, I dwell in echoes of past applause. A shadow in the room, a scent in the air, I stay just a bit longer, both here and there.

A thingamabob, a doohickey, or even a chocolate bar. Start with a question followed by half of a Latin dance. Next is a raincoat, then how many US Presidents have been men. Finish with the possessive of a singular pronoun.