I am the Ouroboros of apparel With a leather tail and a head of metal Throughout the ages, I am put into place Forever encircled, to gird up man’s waist

Crack my spine, devour me whole, I bring you visions, And never ask a toll. From histories to nuclear fission, We learn many topics. We soar among the stars, Or wash up in the tropics We drive stolen cars, Run amongst the animals, Hold out for a loved ones plight, Or pine for lost Annabelles We have it all within our sights. What am I?

I’m small and round, yet worth my say, Ten cents I hold, though thin I stay. I shine with silver, not with time, Spend me quick, I’m just a

In the hands of children, I am a game to play, In the hands of business, I adorn items to display prices

I could be any color under the sun, but eventually I’ll fade to grey. My original version is free, but there are ways to get upgrades I’m customizable in many facets, you can cover me or just let me be Sometimes I don’t even exist at all, Sometimes people decide to remove all of me