I am the sword crafted at the forge of the lord.
With my goodies i am happy.. 'cause they are made of corn; they are balls full of colour, sweet is their flavour, when i eat the little yellow one, the sun rises and shine, when i eat the green one, everithing became colorful, if i eat the white little one, no one takes my soccer ball, and the red one for Rose, my prettiest teacher.