The scarecrow was the best there was. You could say he was this in his field.

Someone ripped me off and took my coat of wool.

I was an icon in the heyday of Microsoft word whenever you needed help. But often people did not like me. Now I am relegated to holding documents and being bent out of shape to clean hard to reach places.

Say hello to my friend informally, his name is Gurt.

I sound like corn but I'm louder Used by clowns they couldn't be prouder Found on cars, bikes, and trains Think real hard you know my name.