I stand in a row with my sharp-pointed crown, A forest reborn to defend a whole town. No stone was I quarried, no forge made me grand, Yet shoulder-to-shoulder with brothers I stand. I keep out the foe and protect what is dear, A wooden fortress before walls appear.

I work beside the sink each day, helping wash the dirt away. Yet every task comes with a cost, for part of me is always lost.

I'm responsible for saving birds and mammals from cats, Reducing hunting success up to fifty percent at that! I hang round their neck, on collar and string, And when the cat pounces, that's when I do my thing!

You'll find me in your kitchen; I am made to serve. Soup on a cold day, or punch on a hot day - I'll be there to give you what you need.

You can live in one, get burgers and a shake at another, factor in that you can do this up in a love one of these.