If a space alien made out of Legos could talk, what would be the first thing he would say?

I whirl with purpose, never stray, I carve a tunnel in my prey. Press me forward, hear my thrill What am I, built to pierce at will?

A cheese wheel sacrificed himself to save the others. Why? It was all for the grater...

I’m kept in a cave Taste better than I smell Without me, you’d have no story to tell

In a sewing box, neat and small, A shield for fingers, lest needles fall. As nimble hands weave threads in stride, I guard with care, right by your side.