A maze, labyrinth, riddle, or box, I challenge your mind through passages twisted or plain. Each may take on my name, turning thought and confusion into a game.

I wear a shiny coat of red or green, In orchards I’m often found unseen. I hide a little star when I’m sliced in two, With seeds tucked inside, a tiny clue. I’m crisp and sweet with a crunchy bite, A favorite snack from morning to night. What am I?

I wear a different bite for every job. I sing loudest when I’m hard at work. I leave empty spaces behind, yet I’m prized for what I help build.

I can be ordinary or ornate Pile me up I love to be useful Got some gossip I'm your go to Forewarning when the fiddle plays The spoon and I are out of here.

I hold your shirts, I hold your sheets, out in the sun and summer breeze. With little wooden pins I grip, to stop your laundry from a slip. What am I?