I loosen locks though none may see, I fatten dust where gold would be. I steal the shine, the youth, the play Name the thief that ends the day.

A common canned good sold on TV til people stopped buying it. You can't eat it, but it can make your tummy ache. The pros make their living killing for it. With the right 's'tart, it could make quite a killing, itself.

I’m not always accurate but you do hope I’m right. I can be brought to the function or be off like a light. I’m sometimes an inkling of something quite big. You can’t really touch me but can feel me, you dig?

I come from a family of four, the highest you can achieve. Garlic bread being what I adore, I am hidden up your sleeve.

Where can you finish a book without finishing a sentence?