The entire family's gone for the night, so I am was Kevin was, much to his fright and later delight.

My first part follows the bank, my second part holds letters. Both parts together gather your thoughts and other jottings.

I describe the movement of a gigantic rock. Never associate me with the speed of a hawk. I am best illustrated as stored away stock.

Made from juice, not solid fruit, I'm spread upon a bed of bread. If I blow your taste brain, Your legs will aptly quiver.

There once was a girl with auburn hair, who ate these delicacies with quite some flair. 'They share my name, so I crack them without shame. I'm crazy for them, and donot share.'