I trespass when i see a swoony sight. The elite might witness and faint in fright. I linger long enough in the hours forgotten, but i assure it's the best rest you've gotten.

Swift in flight from hand to board, A tiny spear that soars and scores. With a pointed nose, it claims the prize, In pubs and games, it swiftly flies.

You pulled a clump of hair from me? Ew, that's kinda gross. But now at least, once again, water freely flows.

I have roads with no cars, cities with no people, and oceans with no boats. Hopefully this riddle isn't lost on you

In a physics world, maybe I’m plucked or maybe im pulled apart in a cheesy way