Goodness gracious! It’s a sunny delight, Wrapped in a coat, not too tight. Peel back its smile, see the bright, Oh how it curves, a fruity sight. Yellow and mellow great for hot days and sundaes.

I have no breath yet I loudly sing, I wear no crown yet I rule the king. I touch your face but leave no trace, And vanish fast into empty space.

I come before deck, but after painters. I follow dispenser and roll. I may have one face, or favor both. What am I.

I devour plastic but have no life. I hold your names but have no voice. I fold faces without hurting them. I am often sat on, yet never broken. What single word am I?

It's not easy being green. Especially when you're an unpopular little tree that children often despise at dinner time.