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I'm a small ring shaped fried cake, often with bavarian cream or fruit filling, and sometimes covered in icing and sprinkles.
My second is performed by my first, and it is thought a thief by the marks of my whole might be caught.
I shave several times a day, yet I still have a beard. Who am I?
It is a gruesome form of betray.
What is used by man, tossed by trees, everywhere but unseen?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?