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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 brown and sticky
I am the kind of food monkey likes and people slip on me and fall in cartoons.
I'm where yesterday follows today and tomorrow is in the middle. What am I?
What is it that makes tears without sorrow. And takes its journey to heaven?
I break away from my pack. I create holes in my victims. I can travel for miles and then disappear. I am part of a dying breed. What am I?