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I can sizzle like bacon, I am made with an egg. I have plenty of backbone, but lack a good leg. I peel layers like onions, but still remain whole. I can be long, like a flagpole, yet fit in a hole.
Reaching stiffly for the sky, I bare my fingers when its cold. In warmth I wear an emerald glove and in between I dress in gold.
The one who makes it, sells it. The one who buys it, never uses it. The one that uses it never knows that heβs using it.
Men have one, women two, and when they become family, itβs three. What is it?
Until I am measured I am not known, Yet how you miss me when I have flown.
You use it between your head and your toes, the more it works the thinner it grows.