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I am owned by every man, though my length differs. Their wives use me after getting married. What am I?
I am a candy that looks like a shepherdβs staff.
An open ended barrel I am shaped like a hive. I am filled with the flesh and the flesh is alive.
I have feathers that help me fly; with head and body but I'm not alive. Very skinny and a fixed length how far I go depends on your strength.
I can be short and sometimes hot. When displayed I'm never cold. What am I?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?