As a noun, I am akin to wool. As a verb, I am akin to pulling wool over someone's eyes.

Snap, crackle, and pop! Nope, not Rice Krispies. Boo! Hiss! But then the answer strikes in your head with a loud GONG! Clap! Woohoo! You got it... if you can spell it.

I'm old but I'm discovered new every day Reinvented over time with new nuance, My evolutions are reviled by some and loved by many. I have the power to possess those within earshot, causing shaking and flailing of limbs, or sometimes just the tapping of tips.

I exist so meetings that should have been emails can happen.

We are -fill in the blank-! You love us, and you, well, not so much love us But in the end, we always got your back.