I have three legs, sometimes four I help you rest, when your feet are sore Of sizes I am many, but my structure stays at core Reading upright, you might be near me so much more

I am pulled from mother Earth beaten into shape and made into a murderer I am covered in blood what am i

I grip with steel or grow with care, I cap your fingers, slim and bare. I seal two boards or win the test, With steady aim, I beat the rest.

I stir up noise when things get loud, Yet help you serve to please a crowd. I might be found in shady deals, Or courts where skill decides the feels.

A simple shell of toughness built to last in rain and shine. From residential smoky vents to ancient castle spires. I now stand to break by hand or mark your garden line. Formation's cast to stand at last in raging furnace fires.