Stick it to the wall - it’ll likely fall. Stick it to the fridge - it forms a bridge. They go together if aligned just right - But aligned alike? I link with a fight.

Feathered friend with a waddle in stride, Sounding tales where ripples reside. In the pond, I glide with grace, In the game, take cover, find my place.

A sudden flash, a sky's electric grin, swift as a thought, and gone in a blink. It dances with thunder, but never stays for tea.

I am thinking of a word That describes both light and wit But only in a special case When there's not a lot of it

something you do when you stalemate something you do when pick up a card something a horse does when it pulls a cart something you make on paper by pen