They make shoes for those who cannot pay. They make rackets that are not for play.

What's brown, not very heavy, and easy to pick up?

Kevin once feared to go there. It's where jobless people dwell, Where ghosts are hidden And stories written And sump pumps leave their smell. A place of damp and darkness, The worst place in a hard rain. If a twister should come, It's the best place to run. But your house won't be the same. An achievement here on reddit, One devoid of real-world class. If you relate to this somehow, I can tell you right now You really need to go touch grass.

I work in construction, I hold things together. You can bite me, but it's frowned upon. Also, I can bite you back. I have a bed, but I never sleep. Men strike me repeatedly in the head to bury me. If I bend, I'm gone. You'd better be careful... I have a gun.

I buzz you a lullaby late in the night, then steal just a sip before taking to flight. You swat and you curse, but I often go free. Who’s this little nuisance? It surely is me!