I contain kernals, some of which you may eat - my contents can be compromised of barley, corn and even of whole wheat. I spread, I grow, and I help with fibrous deficiencies, and I provide a wealth of sustenance for animals that you eat.

If you can do this with cash, I would love to hear your ways. If the same instructions apply to your lawn, I will just step aside. With teeth that scrape, I am a tool, or a phrase about big paydays.

I'm desired in one sport and despised in another. I help another light the way and can bring workers a better day. What am I?

You built your algorithm, this by this, The wolf blew, but his effort went amiss. When you break your phone, it becomes me.

The monarch of the glen wears this crown, An ever-growing symbol of the strength beneath, Dropped each year but picked up again anew, Built of blood and bone, with velvet sheath