Did Miss Muffet ever step on a scale before charting a path to the tuffet to consume her curds and liquid cheese byproduct?

I can be something you do, Or something that tells what kind you are. I can describe what you like, What am I?

A glassy keeper, sealed tight, holding treasures in sight. Embracing sweet and sour tales, with a twist it unveils.

What gets wetter the more it dries?

Please choose a particular old hag from these options.