Class 11 assembly

I’m not a singer, but I have many labels. I don’t wear clothes, but I’m found under tables. If you’re curious about what things cost, You’ll look for me or you’ll be lost. What am I?

I’m loud and flashy, made to entice, I show you deals that look so nice. Bold in color, big in size, I'm just a trick in disguise! What am I?

I’m red and bold, you’ll see me flash, I make people run and spend their cash. “50% OFF!” is what I scream, For budget shoppers, I’m a dream.

I am made of plastic, thin and small, i hold your cash, hold it all. Swipe me once, have paid your bill, but use me too much, and feel the chill. What am I?

You tap,you click,I bring you joy,clothes,gadgets,maybe a toy. No queues,no bags,no store to find. Just wait for me- I am one click away. What am I?

I show you the price, the name, and more, You’ll find me hanging in the store. I tell you the cost of what you pick, Without me, the checkout's not so quick! What am I?

I am not alive but i grow with money, people enter me full and leave me empty. What am I?

When I’m “windowed,” I don’t need glass, But I still let your free time pass. You look, you dream, but don’t go pay, I’m the fun you have on a no-spend day. What am I?

I come in waves on special days. I. slash the prices in many ways. I bring crowds and massive buys. What am I? It's no surprise.

When you buy from me, I don't send you things. But I do send money with digital wings. Secure and quick, I am trusted a lot. I am not a wallet but I hit the spot. What am I?

You add items to me when you shop online,I hold them all and that's just fine,but leave me too long without a buy,and your things might just say goodbye. What am I?

I hang on your shoulder, or sit in your hand, Holding your items just as planned. Big or small, I’m made for the trip, Without me, your items might slip! What am I?

You see me on every product, a black and white maze. Scan me on your phone,i will show you the ways. What am I?

I show you things but never speak, I hang around so you can peek. I wear clothes that aren’t mine, I stand so still, all the time. What am I?

You don’t want me full, you want me cleared. I come in a box, with bubble wrap smeared. If I’m delayed, you might get mad. But when I arrive, you’re suddenly glad.

I have shelves,but no books, I sell things,not cook, you walk my aisles with a cart, Fill it up,then depart. What am I?

I wear no clothes but change each season, My shelves are stacked with rhyme and reason. Try me on, though I’m not a shoe, I’m just a space built just for you. What am I?

I'm long and thin, with items and price, I show what you bought, isn't that nice? I'm given when you're done at the store, Take me home, then check me some more.

I come with a tag,but I am not a pet. You pay for me, then off you get. You might try me on or feel my thread. I am often folded or hung instead. What am I?

I’m digital, I store your card, For payments quick and never hard. With just a tap or a swipe in sight, I make shopping a pure delight. What am I?

I ring your bell,but I am not a guest. With boxes and bags,I bring the best. I am not santa,but close I might be,your online order- it comes with me! What am I?

I tell you what something costs, I am stuck to things you often buy. Scan me once,beep I go, With black and white stripes in a row. What am I?