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Who makes it, has no need of it. Who buys it, has no use for it. Who uses it, can't see it. What is it?
Although a human shape I wear Mother I never had; And though no sense nor life I share in finest silks I'm clad. By every miss I'm valued much beloved and highly prized; still my cruel fate is such by boys I am often despised.
Where I am there is no south, west, nor east, and weather is not fit for man or beast. What am I?
What do you get when you cross a snowman with a vampire?
I have memories but none of my own whatever's on my inside is what is shown. If I'm ever different it's because you changed me I feel like a decoration here for you to arrange me.
You kick me, you punch me, and you beat me up all class. When you leave, you don't even say thanks for allowing you to beat me up. What am I?