Check me out if you dare, at the airport carasoul. Probably lost or something worse, good luck getting reimbursed.

I'm an oven but you don't want to cook in me unless you want ceramic croissants or clay cookies.

A barber knows me, beekeepers too. The phone in your pocket might surprise you, too.

In Detroit, I play some ball. As Simba, became king of them all In the land of Oz, a coward, full of dread On safari, carry a mane in its head

I am born in a cherry, but I am not a fruit. I am roasted in fire, but I do not burn to ash. I am crushed to dust, drowned in water, and bled dry, Yet my sacrifice gives life to your morning.