I sit inside your home, waiting to leave. I sometimes attempt to exit when you seek relief. I occasionally make noise, embarrassing you, and I’m always considered number two.

If large and red, please do avoid, But don't become too paranoid, When on your coat he'll bind a gap, He's such a helpful little chap. When fungus bears this fellow's name, You can eat it: it's fair game. When told to do this to your lip, It's euphamistic just like zip. What is this item?

This is my house, I have to defend it without fear, No one else can since I made my family disappear. Setting traps for the bad guys like a bloodthirsty cannibal, Merry Christmas and keep the change, ya filthy animal.

I start when the living go to bed, and work while the world rests its head. By sunrise, I’m barely awake, so don’t mistake me for a zombie for Pete’s sake!

A salad with no tomatoes, but still run red. Stabbed in the back by the one called friend.