When you break me you're the best. Once I'm broken I repeat. When you press me I'll keep track. When you play me, just sit back.

It's what your partner does when she catches you cheating. It's what a tree needs to keep on breathing.

I am the right man to the king. I could fight, I could write, I could fling. I’m born with a twin brother, and two freakier others.

My first three letters, the carrier of ink. I am black and white, waddling on the rink.

I'm known for throwing or singing, but never both. I'm taken in rooms with long tables and marked in yards and heard in hertz If I'm not on the mound, you might hear me rising in the choir.