Answer:
Although a human shape I wear Mother I never had; And though no sense nor life I share in finest silks I'm clad. By every miss I'm valued much beloved and highly prized; still my cruel fate is such by boys I am often despised.
I must be broken before you can use me. What am I?
My flavors ranges from strawberry to toe.
I am tomorrow's yesterday and yesterday's tomorrow. What am I?
I have a small hill with seven holes. What am I?
A leathery snake, with a stinging bite. I'll stay coiled up, unless I must fight.