I come ‘round twice, and they say I’m blue. So I disappear, And now I’m new

I share my name with a deadly sin, but I am not always of moral kin. People often see me in animal form or combine their nature with me.

I steal your words when I grab your tongue. You take my fur when there’s more solutions than one. My curious nature will do me in. You can try to herd me, but you’ll never win.

What animal keeps the best time? It’s loyal, sharp, and on the clock. Always guarding, with every tick and tock. Never, ever, missing a moment to walk.

I flutter and twirl when the breezes play, I dress up in green, then gold one day. I wave from the branch, not making a sound, then dance before softly landing on the ground.