I make important things stand out, on your face or in your notes.

In the land of stripes, I roam with grace, a horse-like creature in a monochrome race. My attire is nature's barcode, a walking piano with no sound to unfold.

You can lean on me, Stand to write with a snap! I hold sheets together. Old rib cap.

In towers tall, I proudly sing, Marking time with every ring. On joyous moment, or call to wake, My metal voice will emanate.

Dinner in tails? A snappy cocktail, on ice? Small fry? When you want the best, it can pay to shell out.