You will find me under a bridge, you will find me in your foot. You will find me at McDonald’s but also in front of a bishop.

Riddle me this batman, who sells me doesn’t want me, who buys me doesn’t use me and who uses me hasn’t a clue.

I go through highs and lows I often fold in on myself You may need me if you don’t want to forget Take me when you have something to sell

I slip through a doorway when nobody sees, I’m pulled from a barrel to put minds at ease. I’m written, not finished- a plan taking shape, I’m the pool where contenders await their escape.

Four shapes beneath your fingers lie A cross, a circle, square and angles Tri . Where do these buttons rule? Reply.