The shape of my form will waver and bend
By the things I’m destroying and those I will rend.
My color changes from bright red to blue,
The power I’m using will dictate my hue.
What am I?
A truck driver and a doctor fell in love with the same woman. The truck driver had to go on a weekend trip. Before leaving, he gave the woman 2 apples. Why?
I wiggle and I cannot see,
Sometimes I'm underground, and at times on a tree.
I really don't want to end up on a hook,
I turn into a person when combined with a book.
What am I?