Windows are decorated in the winter night, cakes are covered in delight. On glass or food, it disappears rather quickly when it warms up.

I'm a fruit that's lived on for ages. I'm picked from a tree - but avoid my sap, or I'll irritate for free. Wasps used to lay eggs in me, that's how I got fertile. Now commercialization has changed that - unless you eat from the wild.

I shape the shores and wash your clothes. Please do not use me to wash your toes.

Grew up underwater and break from my disguise, now I have four wings and fly through the sky’s. I may not breathe fire but don’t be surprised, if mosquitos and gnats all meet their demise.

How many times have you ridden the rock? Flung round the flame, ticks my orbital clock. Each time I tick up, you mark the big date. At first you can't wait, to eat cake, celebrate. The rhythm advances though, faster each turn, I continue increasing, now causing concern, You're now not so hungry, a bit dizzy and sick, But the wheel keeps on turning, so brace for the tick