At night they come without being fetched,
and by day they are lost without being stolen.
What are they? 

What gets wetter and wetter the more it dries?

I know a word of letters three.
Add two more, and fewer there will be.
What word could this be?

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?