Items, weapons, accessories and more, Beat the boss and it’s treasures galore. Flip me around and I become a handyman’s best friend, You can find me in his box, filled with sockets and wrench.

My first three is where a baby rests, My Middle indicates A well deserved rest, My last three is what students desire to be.

I can be friend, I can be foe, I can't be bent, But some do fold. I can sing, I can dance, I can speak any language you want. You can use me to play chants, But most of all I can fit in your pants.

My rings could tell you a story about me, but in order to see them completely, you'd have to destroy me. What am I?

I’m dug from the ground, to be ground up, then put back on the ground. I sound cool under your tires, but not so much in your throat.