It's gros how cld my feet are. learly, I'm missing a blanet. Or omething else ...

I can be short or tall. If well-built, I won’t fall. Climb over me to go AWOL. The Green Monster is one in baseball.

I stand between the here and there, A one-way dance of push and dare. I spin for coins or flash of light, And count the bodies in the night.

I am at the base of many an artwork Children use me for their homework To proberly use me you shave my head only to use my spine instead

My first something that keeps memories clear, My second the object that holds them dear. With a sturdy border, it stands still, Capturing time and moments in its will.