Answer:
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.
A large oasis in the desert. Come with cash and leave with none.
Break me and I am better immediately set and harder to be broken again.
I am the word that has three syllables and twenty six letters. What am I?
The higher I climb, the hotter I engage. I cannot escape my crystal cage. What am I?
I flow from the Homerβs mouth when he sees doughnuts.