I have many layers but I’m not a tale, no tears like onions when I’m unveiled. Green and round, in gardens I grow, what am I you slice just so?

I’m second place A third bit of hi Ho And the lining of a cloud

I’m soft when I’m hot. Hard when I’m cold. Taste better when I’m a little salty.

Water them gently and tuck in the children Sing to them sweetly, sprinkle their food over their heads Nurturing love, and guiding hands, Whisper the magic words, 'I bid thee, I bid thee, Grow strong and swiftly,' Cozy in their beds, kept warm and safe, This home filled with light and all of the growing green things

Heyy, batter, battah! Don’t end up with a stitch now! Heyy, battah, battah! You’ll do this and you’ll miss now! Heyy, battah battaaah! machines are made for this now! Heyy battah battaaaah! It’s poking holes to string a fix. What action follows in the taunt, plus ‘E’, when the pitcher throws a pitch?