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.
I am a certain five-letter word and become shorter when you add two letters to me. What am I?
I have a little house in which I live all alone. My house has no doors or windows and if I want to go out I must break through the wall.
I'm a word that's hardly there. Take away my start and I'm an herbal flair. What am I?
Who is the most foreign visitor you could imagine?
Whoever made me don't want me. Whoever bought me don't need me. Whoever use me don't know me.