I may lead troops into the fight, or speak of things in a broader light. One gives commands, one keeps things wide, What single word can both provide?

Polo, Chariot, and Coach render me well. And I often prance around in a Carousel.

ROAAAAAR! The blazing warrior charges forth, fierce and bright, but soon stumbles, weary, as the flames fade to ashes in the aftermath of victory's heat.

Why don’t eggs like to tell jokes? They . . .

A liquid so fast, it’s pasteurize in a second.