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It is worldwide, but once only a spider could weave one
Gold in a leather bag, swinging on a tree, money after honey in its time. Ills of a scurvy crew cured by the sea, reason in its season but no rhyme.
It is the electronic version of junk mail or a salty meat in a can.
What gets beaten, and whipped, but never cries?
I am the tool, for inspiring many. Buy me in the store, for not much more than a penny. Don't overuse me, or my usefulness will go.
You use it between your head and your toes, the more it works the thinner it grows.
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?