I cradle life and growing blooms, I give small roots some growing room. Though flowers call my walls their home, what am I where roots are sown?

A suite of four symbols One unearths another A third to show a lover The fourth solves the game Though not by its expected name.

Arr, on the briny sea I sway, a sailor's cheer or a seabird's way. I greet the shore with a frothy spray, to me hearties, I'm the pirate's ballet!

I’m great in China, I’m divisive in Germany, And I’ll make America great again?

This is hard. Very hard. Possibly the hardest, naturally