This tool helps fix up teeth, Or create tunnels for mining, Though exercises named by this May need some refining

In stories and skeletons I’m easy to find, yet some cowardly folk are told to grow one of mine.

You've got diamonds in your eyes, Or a bird of prey in your sight. Children chase after me as I take flight.

You can pronounce me many ways But I'm still the same thing. I hold flowers and trinkets I can be ancient or modern. Porcelain, glass, metallic or clay, On your table or mantle is where I stay.

Weak people are sometimes called me, I scrape your soles and keep them clean, Always the first thing to welcome you home, I spend my whole day awaiting you at the door