I’m not silver nor gold, yet I gleam with pride. A mix of two metals, side by side. I mark third on podiums high, In statues and medals, I never lie.

With size I can vary, but I’m best described as small. I’m a part of every glass, But born only when it falls. A chip or a flake that comes from a break. Swap its last with an E to show others good grace. Its So HARD not to share it with y’all.

I bind without hands and guide without eyes. I can save a life or end a lie. I’m trusted by sailors, feared by the neck, Loose I am useless, tight I am wreck. Name me.

When people win me in a competition they have good memories But I'm most well known to measure the size of mammaries

I’m round and red and grow on a vine, Slice me for salad and you’ll do just fine.