Answer:
My first is in riddle but not in little. My second is in think but not in brink. My third is in thyme but not in time. My fourth is in mother but not in brother. My last is in time but no t in climb.
I am owned by every man though my length differs. Their wives uses me after getting married.
In all the world, none can compare, I am a tiny weaver; my deadly cloth so silky and fair. What am I?
What can you catch but never throw?
People see through me, but none pass through without killing me. I can be anywhere, and can be seen double or single. What am I?
It has no top or bottom, but it can hold flesh, bones, and blood all at the same time.