My first two are a father and my next two are a six My last four, beast that sounds a bit like those deceitful tricks Pouring rain, or blazing sun? My shelter is a fix.

Use it in a strategy, sharp and clean, Or pull it to start or stop a machine. Use it with your muscles to lift a huge weight, With a simple pivot, your power is great.

A kitchen necessity through and through, till all the Teflon that you chew. Brillo pads mess me up, till I scorch your stir-fry, yup.

I’m above where you live, beneath the eaves, full of forgotten things and memories.

I'm many teeth, but I never bite, Gathering leaves from morning to night. I clear the grass and keep it clean, The sharpest comb you've ever seen.