Answer:
I have five letters and people eat me. When you remove my first letter I become a crime. Remove my first two letters and I am an animal. If you remove my first and last letters I'm a form of music
Power enough to smash ships and crush roofs. Yet it still must fear the sun.
When they are caught, they are thrown away. When they escape, you itch all day.
A time when they're green. A time when they're brown. But both of these times, cause me to frown. But just in between, for a very short while. They're perfect and yellow. And cause me to smile.
So cold, damp and dark this place. To stay you would refrain, yet those who occupy this place do never complain.
I always have to work with something in my eye. What am I?