My first four, probably right now, are up above your head My last three are a pinnacle, or spin around instead But really I am landing zone for jolly saint in red

I help you grab, grip, and hold, then challenge another to a game of war.

You better hope you don’t draw the shortest one!

I'm used to be written by students and parents but now I'm over shadow by the technoly we have been gifted.

I can make your eyes squint and your lips disappear, yet somehow my sourness is welcome here.