I stand alone where life feels dry, A silent guard beneath wide sky. I drink just once, then hold it tight, And bear my swords without a fight.

A thumbtack in a vegetable that has many layers, makes something you think personally, relating to your cares.

I appear in a jacket, but I am not a pocket. You might see me in a blanket.

I have a key, but I do not have a lock. I am often seen in An old antique shop.

I sit in Diamonds Like a king I call the shots Better not miss for each you will lose.