I seem so small, yet hold it all, from keys to lipstick, great and small. I travel close through day and night, a world contained in stylish sight.

I won't make the Muppets reference, that has already been done a lot. I will, however, ask you to name the vessel that holds liquids in chemistry, cold or hot.

Ladies wear these in the garden. Soft as clouds, not tough and hardened. They are very fond of these in Vermont. Their beauty and aroma makes you want. To the pumpkin patch they must go. When made of glass instead of sewn.

What has thirteen hearts, but no other organs?

I don’t eat breakfast, I don’t have feet, But I love a tree stump to feast