Drop in a coin and make a request, I’m a bubbly spot for a peaceful rest. I send water upward without any hands, The splashiest center in all of the lands.

You can find me in a box Or hanging from a ceiling You'll find tons of me at sporting events And the greatest musicians performances Sometimes my belt goes bad in your automobile But without me... no one is cool

Small and sharp, I fly by hand, toward a target where I land.

Glorious trees, sometimes with a weeping sounding name, that stand tall and proud, providing lots of shade.

I carry your baggage, but I don't reply. Children say 'Again!' and the parents sigh.