Wears a crown, but not a queen Has a paper bed, but doesn't sleep Can have a candle or sprinkles or be clean The first three used to sip, the last four are a treat.

Your expression when you see the letters for this liddle

On journeys, I tread the earth and sky, my soles whisper tales as I glide by. Laces tied, I hug your feet, a pair that makes each step complete.

I sing of heroes, love, and war, of distant lands and tales of yore. No sword I wield, yet still I guard the past through song in tales well-starred.

Ironically a long word for something shortened. Names, towns, sometimes sentences with a little character