I carry you low and I carry you high, I may carry on even after you die. Consume me and I may be lifted up, Consume too much and you may throw up.

I am shaped by creasing, but I do not look crumpled. People often Practice me.

I have keys but no locks. I have space but no room. You can enter, but can’t go outside

I wander slowly, but never leave home, through gardens and meadows I quietly roam. Take my head once, and I’ll hang things for you, take it once more and you’ll feel unwell, too.

You can find me on a track being driven fast and competing, Or a parental figure who provides milk while you're teething I am the time in which the sun is highest in the sky, And in reverse I dont change no matter how much you try