Look inside my borders Four kingdoms I contain Each with equal power But a different claim to fame One is rich with gemstones Another dug them up The third is known for lovers The last for being tough Outside of these four kingdoms A clown or two remain They mingle with each other Forever playing games

Something you do to your knees Something found on trees Something a seal does Change the ending to que for a type of ship that was found on the seven seas

I make people cry But don’t live in a swamp I have many layers I’m not Donkey’s cake or parfait What am I?

Often made of reddish wax, I bear a family's crest. Found upon olden letters of import, fraud prevention is what I do best.

Small and round, yet worth I hold, passed through hands more times than told.