I’m two words of the exact same letters, if you get one, I’ll give you the other. One of me is trying to skate by, breaking the rules to make the grade. The other of me may try to catch the first, but would rather show the right way to reach the mark.

With ears that stretch and stubborn will, A beast of burden at the till. Some of my other names may sound quite crass, But it's not my fault that I'm an ass.

Marinara is saucy because of me I'm pink with some vodka and cream Pair me with mozzarella and we're caprese And I'm the basis for pizza-lovers dream

I'm used in tennis, strung and tight, In ping pong too, though not quite right. Make a loud and rowdy scene, And I’m the noise that’s often seen. In shady deals, I play my part - A criminal game, a crooked art.

Out of sight, in the dark, I can hide in any corner. I eat everything I touch but I’ll wait longer if it’s colder.