My letters can form Lap rest Lets rap Pal rest Last rep Platers

I lock a door without a key. Slide and twist is all there is to me. Change my first and: - be a bunch of cookies - crawl out of an egg - mend a tear - tell the time

I am poured without a voice, Turned without walking, Layered without pages, And devoured without sorrow. I rise, yet I have no wings. I’m flipped, yet I never fall.

A device makes popcorn in ease without me life will be a dull wavy sea

I stand still, but imagination walks through me. I am color arranged into meaning, pigments dancing on the surface. I am often found in museums.