Monsters might go me in the night Mike Tyson might give me during a fight Mike Tyson might say me when describing a pump, Invert my last and you use me to guess.

I’m a unicorn that forgot the magic and chose violence instead.

I bloom when rain clouds cry, but offer shade beneath the sky. What am I?

Invisible force wielders that attract or repel, their poles dance an eternal tango on fridges and desks.

I’m a loud, resonant sound. Replace my first two letters with B and I’m a loud, resonant sound.