With one end anchored fast in place, and one that's free to aim I transport vital substance with the goal to grow or tame A hobbyist will use me as they toil in the soil Professionals employ me to destroy that which destroys

You probably have two, and five or six more. Shakespeare frequently used five. The staircase in your home has one, as do some invertebrates. My non-American friends may have difficulty with one of these clues.

I'm attractive with bait, Tho you'll regret what you ate. Also Peter's foe, and Smee's boss. Take away my rank, and I'm at a loss.

I hug your shoulders, brace your chest, through winter’s bite, I keep you dressed. I go where you go, lingering near, a faithful friend that’s always here.

I'm what is left over, when you're all done. Clear in one frame, when rolling for fun.