Part of me is the end of all letters, part of me is prone or what some call a good time. Whatever the case, I can't find the motivation.

Salt has a partner, it never goes solo, It adds the kick, from mild to Yolo. I add spice and make you sneeze - Achoo! What am I?

I fall from the sky like fluff Landing on shoulders like dandruff. I make men, forts, and even houses. I also get you out of school… By being so dang cool! I’m one of a kind, There’s no other like me; So what am I? Wait til winter and you’ll see.

It usually lands on Wile E. Coyotes head. IRL he'd end up dead. A spot to hammer weapons flat In Minecraft it repairs, renames, no need to chat

In France I reign, and once my son went to war, I developed tastes for his kin. Sleeping at the butler's is where I get them; closing their eyes sure sounds dope. Sauce Robert is what I want; dip a leg in and bite with a crunch. Guess the butler wants to give me a fright: why is the leg so hairy? Was the mustard bad, or is he daring? It doesn't make sense, but here I am, with three little humans and nothing to eat.