I hold your steps together each day, or speak of budgets stretched to fray. Pulled through holes, I twist and brace what am I you tie in place?

The first four scissors it'll beat But will lose to paper It will go much higher than a skyscraper All together, it's how to get to the moon, what a feat!

I’ll cook your food for you Just give me some time to do so based on what you want me to cook Do not put metal inside me Or bad things will happen

I come from far and near. I may be small but I hold many delights from the adventures to the flights

Cat, cow, dog, and cobra, they visit me regularly. Accompanied by pigeon and lizard, a complete menagerie. All pass by and stand on my back. To stretch, breathe, and relax.