Pear-less I'm a secret chest, locked up tight inside my vest.I hide in sand and shun the Sun,yet serve on plates when day is done.Pry me open if you can- what am I both shell and span?

Clap-Clap!! In Canada, a wee nip, Clap-Clap!! Or something into a drink slipped...

A shortened word for a pesky insect, resistant to nuclear abuse, If you happen to partake, a joint smoked past its use

I might hold gifts, Or something icky, I help with sniffs, So don't be picky

I am a wee little man, often dressed in green with a little green top hat... BUT luck is not with me, for I have Hansen's disease. Hmm. I seem to have lost feeling in my lucky arms...