Answer:
Feared on the playground, he steals your lunch money and distributes wedgies
What's at the head of an elephant and at the tail of a squirrel?
Small and bearded, both in the real world and in stories.
I am green and ugly and come out at night with a crumple old broom. Who am I?
A locked sphere without hinges or key. Break me open and golden treasures you'll see
Iām grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.