I am thirteen, One of four in fifty two. My one is iconic, but can stand as two. I’m also known as an item to use. Stand on me to delve deeper. I pry earth to replace, For both life and deaths case, I’ll always be your secret keeper.

A culinary delight, I take many flavors and forms, I start as a liquid, but soon metamorph. I can be firm as a brick or melt like a breeze, If you're a dad, your jokes might be full of me.

I come in many different colors, But always a similar shape, Im used at desks across the world, And can help you state your name.

From top, to bowler, to propeller I ride, just remember to take me off inside.

Eleven unite for the chase, on a pitch they race, A netted goal, their ultimate place. With leather orb, they dance and collide, Footwork and teamwork, their pride and guide.