Dinner in tails? A snappy cocktail, on ice? Small fry? When you want the best, it can pay to shell out.

Merrily, merrily gently down the stream Life is but a dream.

Playground of the fae, A lovely place to soak up the sun where you lay. Add a u to the first of me and I become a protector; Add a d to the second part and I am a place for bears or thieves.

Brittle cold fingers Creeping down the eaves, grip tight Quiet! They bristle

I rise without legs and fall without a sound. I rule the day but disappear by night. I make you squint, sweat, and occasionally burn, yet without me, nothing would grow.