A potion in a bottle, it shields your skin from Sol's fiery kiss, invisible armor for beach warriors, protecting against time's aging embrace.

What do cars, goats, trains, antelopes, and orchestras all have? Mess with the bull and get the ...

At my mouth you might hesitate, fearful of the unknown Enter me cautiously and build courage as you explore The deeper you go, the less I reveal What am I?

I have a bed, but I never rest. I have a mouth, but I never speak. I can run for miles without any feet, Cold and clear, or shallow and weak. Change my meaning, and I'm a patient man, Who will tolerate what he must, as long as he can. I will not suffer an insult or a lie; I’m a tiny river under an open sky.

It grows in a bunch, Can be purple, red, or green for your lunch. Smush it and wait And sip something great.