No engine, no sail, just you and two sticks. I glide when you pull with gentle flicks. On lakes I wander, calm and slow, What am I that rows where breezes blow?

I bring a shining surface to wooden decor, Yet seal a silent promise made forevermore. With yellow citrus armor, I can banish dust, Or bind a secret brotherhood in sacred trust. What am I ?

From see to shining see, sometimes you need me to clear things up for you.

I have rungs of steel and rungs of success, I help firefighters, thieves, and CEOs progress. Lean me on a wall or climb corporate heights, But watch your step going up to the lights. What am I?

In the playground's dance, I take my chance, back and forth, I find my romance. A lively partner, I soar and prance, to and fro in a rhythmic trance.