Ring this when you visit someone, But careful: don’t do it more than twice. Patience is key when you haven’t got one.

Once sugar, white and cold, transformed by heat to a river of gold.

Upon my back, you safely glide, Walking paths with every stride. Though I wear out, I never tire, Step inside, I'm your foot's squire.

I ramble on without a pair of legs, A hammer of the gods with flaming heart. I’m full of nothing, still, the whole world begs To watch my stairway tear the sky apart.

Knives, swords, razors, and human shoulders all have one