Worn through, where whispers are heard. Olympic rounds, pierce for the words. Drums are near, where loops are hooked. Twice the wince, brings a studded look.

I’m a place of bars where no drinks are poured, Where sentences end without a word. No judge, no keys, yet heat decides, What am I where flavor resides?

A pound of these weighs more than a pound of gold. Dinosaurs had them first. After Horse, a Marx Brothers movie John Hancock likely used one to sign the Declaration of Independence.

I'm a craving Some ignore me, some don't need me, some miss me dearly Some are lucky to have me; some take me for granted I will help, and I will give And if everybody gathers, my name is fulfilled

I can be long, I can be short, I might sound silly, or quite sort. I’m written on your birthday cake,