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I am black when you buy me, red when you use me. When I turn white, you know it's time to throw me away. What am I?
Weight in my belly trees on my back nails in my ribs feet I do lack.
I make billions of dollars selling windows. Who am I?
My first part compliments people. My second part makes things known. My third part hurts feelings. My fourth part may hold a precious treasure. My fifth part is used when sharing fancy beverages.
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.
I am always hungry, I must always be fed. The finger I lick will soon turn red. What am I?