I arrive when school is done, a gift wrapped up in dread. I steal your night, I grow if ignored, and chase you into bed, and no, your dog did not eat me that trick is old and dead.

Right after the daily grind, With lower prices, I am designed. People gather for a toast or two, Before they bid the work day adieu. Remember to tip your bartender well, They have more booze and wine to sell What am I?

The first part you can cook or bake with. The second part is a pest or what the weight brothers achieved. Combined, it’s something beautiful, something associated with transformation.

I am the king! I have my pride, but still let my wives do the hunting for me.

I come from another place. I could even be from outer space. If I’m in the U.S., I better be legit, Or frozen water might pay me a visit!