Trampled on every day, so unfair, I get no respect Pets and flees, heavens me, what's with the neglect Burns galore, I deplore, a rambunctious childs slide Dried cells, hair, and nails, all of which I hide

Before screens lit each living room, I ruled the night and day. Families gathered close around to hear what I had to say. I followed you from parlors to rides along the way. I fill the air with company, though now you have to pay.

Warming embrace around the throat, a winter whisper, colorful and soft, often twirled, never spoken.

When weapons are involved, people tell you to drop here Reckless drivers may do this in a rush. Stalagmites will often grow here, within caves. Those afraid of heights are grateful for me.

Long arms for the unreachable itch, these helpful tools save you from the contortionist's twitch, standing ready to relieve the unreachable's snitch.