Three to start, a place to lay, more temporary than permanent. Three to follow, which weighs more, a group of feathers or bricks of the same value. Put together and you have a soft ball, picked by hand until a gin came along to spare fingers.

Bound to earth, But free as a bird, Beware of any branches, A breath is preferred.

Your car is well tuned if you can stop on me. I am extremely common and abundant when I am a dozen.

It isn’t hard to see People trod all over me But I don’t need your sympathy As this is just what’s meant to be. I’m found in many places, not just one When found by a gymnast, I’m lots of fun.

Dogs famously do it, Humans wear it, For style or through misuse, I become holy.