I hang in doorways, yet I never knock. I'm kissed for, not with; a living paradox. Green when the world goes bare, I cling to height, A parasite that somehow feels like light. What am I?

I have countless siblings but each of us is unique. When Elsa is bored she calls us for entertainment. Some famous animals bear my name What am I?

An age old question. What washes up on tiny beaches?

Take a sip or bite of me, and your tongue will recoil. The tricked child cries, 'Ugh! It's bitter, is it spoiled?' Not I, but this does a lesson make, I only taste sweet once I'm baked.

Some say I can strengthen your eye. Though overundulence may cause you to dye.