I whispered in Paris, then roared in St. Petersburg, I topple crowns and shake the calm. I spin without moving, I burn without flame, I am feared by those who cling to old names.

Wars are won by my employ, you need me for games to enjoy. I have great potential and am kind of essential. A bankers delight I am capable of flight. Nothing is free from me. I might weigh little, but the guilty are crushed under my weight.

Savour me when you’re a kid. Frolic to me when older. Become me when you mature and burst me when you’re bolder. Pimples may be my victims but not the measles. I think you know by now who goes the weasels.

I have four legs and eat grass I am noisy when I am angry and stubborn otherwise I may be called stupid and unwise All of you have me

My first three are an expert, My last four an artist’s set, As a whole I can bend a knee or free a plan.