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I am not a toy though many use me for pleasure. I have a butt but I cannot poo.
Born of sorrow, grows with age, you need a lot to be a sage. What is it?
If two is company and three is a crowd, what is four and five?
I am slim and tall many find me desirable and appealing they touch me and I give a false good feeling once I shine in splendor but only once and then no more for many I am to die for.
Though it be cold I wear no clothes the frost and snow I never fear; I value neither shoes nor hose And yet I wander far and near: My diet is forever good I drink no cider port nor sack what Providence doth send for food I neither buy nor sell nor lack.
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?