I’m cut off from the world by waters so wide, with nowhere to travel but out with the tide.

You can plant me in spring And see the beauty I bring I can show up for ideas so bright It lights the dead of night I can be single, or perhaps on a string In wintertime with carolling What am I? You ask Flip the switch and reveal behind the mask.

After much debate over who came first, I'm pretty much over it. I'm what comes out of a chickens bottom, and I'm not talkin s h i t!

I sit on a lily pad, I jump in with a SPLASH, I catch buzzing flies to eat Who am I in a flash?

From tree to ground, Where squirrels' treasures can be found. A shell so hard, a heart so sweet, A treat for critters, quite the feat!