Throw me off the highest building,
and I’ll not break.
But put me in the ocean, and I will.
What am I?

It’s true i bring serenity,
and hang around the stars,
but yet i live in misery,
you’ll find me behind bars.
With thieves and villains i consort,
in prison i’ll be found,
but i would never go to court,
unless there’s more than one.
Who am i? 

Though liquid to start,
don’t push me too far,
for then I will break,
and the damage may scar.
What am i?

I can sizzle like bacon,
i am made with an egg,
i have plenty of backbone, but lack a good leg,
i peel layers like onions, but still remain whole,
i can be long, like a flagpole, yet fit in a hole,
What am i?

The Pope has it but he does not use it.
Your father has it but your mother uses it.
Nuns do not need it.
Arnold Schwarzenegger has a big one,
Michael J. Fox’s is quite small.
What is it?