A leafy green that I loved to eat, Says me Popeye before I ate some meat.

I am a roof with no walls I have a spine and ribs I am afraid of wind You want me bigger playing golf You want me smaller commuting

I make deliveries no one requests, usually addressed to castle guests.

It runs around within your mind, The residual energy of actions left behind. The righteous seek to clear it, Villains mute or mishear it.

A very special day concerned with boxes. There are Reds, Greens, and the Orthdoxes. Many stay up with their party very late, Hoping that a coal-future isn't their fate. Sadly, not everyone thinks this fete important. All they see is a mess, and spending exorbitant.