I can be in your garden. Very close to lettuce. I can be on a deck, to block partial, vendettas. I’m usually found by various vines. Through my windows and crosses, Nature weaves its design.

I show you what isn't there you made me out of nothing the closer you look I vanish I was never really here

I stretch in cars both long and wide, a steel-bound giant built to glide. With caboose trailing at the end, my conductor checks each car within.

Are you in pain, or shivering a bit? You can buy pills from me, nothing illegal about it.

I’m paired with nuts. If my shaft is long, I can screw quote deep. Threaded for your pleasure.