When you reach a certain streak on Reddit you are suggested to go outside and touch me. This is also what you need to do if you lose your sense of reality. If you line me in an Easter basket I'm generally plastic and colorful. Going to a public place? Don't walk on me.

A tin man stood very still He couldn't move, despite his will Then this saved the day And poured drops to take friction away

A pillar to find your way, But not visible from far away. In the pursuit of knowledge, You can use it to mark your stopage.

I walk on four legs in the morning, Two legs in the afternoon, And three legs at night, What am I?

Made in a bank or often with poles, Filled with horses and their foals. Add a -do and it's a new home, One could even be a dome.