A dragons name and mine are the same, His vowels are A and U and I’m O. k? His smoke comes from fire, I come from valets. City blanket lay heavy, My creator: My prey.

I demand attention, reject it once it’s given, blame you either way, and stare at you like you’ve failed life itself. I stay close, but only on my terms. What am I?

Loyal and true, some would say a best friend. Speak me backwards, I am who is met in the end. When I speak it’s a warning, for you I defend. Never here long enough. Who on who does depend?

Ehh... -munch, munch- ... what's up, doc. You didn't happen to see a basket full of these munchies, did you?

'You can take this string of leaves and flowers to decorate the stairs with, Judy.'