How about amberlance.😁
Let’s try it.
Puff the magic leezard lived in some amber
And frolicked in the amberlance
I think you should submit it to The Atlantic magazine.
For about a year, they ran nothing but poems about deer relieving themselves in the woods.
I like amberlance better than “the deer copped a squat”.
That’s “AMBA-LAMPS” to you, pleeb.