I am usually made of wood and I am where boats moor. Change my first letter and I will deride you. Change it again and I become one sporty bro. Swap the first once more and I'm a ringlet of hair.

I am a ring with no finger, worn only by the dead. What am I?

I keep your neighbour from borrowing your lawn, and your dog from borrowing theirs.

I have a long arm, but no fingers to hold, I sit on the fire, both fearless and bold. I sizzle and spit when I cook up a meal, And I'm found in your kitchen in iron or steel.

round and round like flowing waters inner workings of all that is seen nuts and bolts hold it together used in clocks and all machines yet on the outide it is not normally seen