I flip to top heavy to start My innards flowing free A single metric do I mark Then sit still silently

Dreamers know life is not a calamity, But using me and the elements is just a fantasy. And ego and hubris drive one’s vanity To seek gold from lead using . . .

The rapper that likes big butts and cannot lie would really appreciate this kitchen device.

It's been around for millions of years, but it's no more than a month old. What is it?

He’s the worst pirate you’ve ever heard of, But you have heard that he set slaves free. He traded his soul to the depth of the ocean, To pull the Wicked Wench from the sea. With Davy Jones he struck a bargain, Thirteen years to sail, then service to keep. Now name the small bird that shares a title, With the man who returned from the deep.