If you climb over me to obtain something that wasn’t yours, you will need me to unload your ill-gotten asset.

Without a castle I’d be a pond. Without following my path you’d surely come to harm. With walls and water I guard the way, with many watchmen keeping intruders at bay.

The preffered place for those entertainers who need to stick the perfect landing.

I stand in place, firm and tall, sometimes a fence, or a wall. I keep apart what shouldn’t meet, yet let the cautious pass discrete.

A savory bottle from town With a name that can make a man frown Though the letters are plenty The sounds are but twenty Its the trickiest sauce to gulp down