What is for breakfast? Oh, I cannot choose! They all sound delish And I'm left here confused Choked by the choice Betwixt this dish or that My gut starts to rumble I need to choose, stat! And just as the wavering Starts to get awful I realize I've chosen I'm having a...

I could trim hair out of your face Or I could hold it in place I might be a part of a whole Or a quick brush by a car out of control What am I?

People are usually shocked when they realize I'm not a very good...

I’m the small, stubborn sentinel that bars the world from slipping in. Silent, simple, easily broken - yet without me, chaos walks right in.

Winning me in a match has your supporters jumping with joy, Too much of something, and I runneth over Use me as a measuring tool for your recipes Or fill me up and kiss me to wake up in the morning