What kind of tree can you carry in your hand?

Let the beat do it and you're sure to have a hit Let an egg do it and you're cleaning up quite a bit

Gentle breeze alights, nature's painted whispers fly, change on silken wings.

I am always invited to feasts, but I never eat. Although I never celebrate, I am the first to suffer the excesses. I arrive looking good, but am often discarded without a second thought. I handle your messes and am ruined so you don’t have to be.

I'm used to indicate scale, an international method of measurement. But only if you want to be funny or follow the Dull Men's Club regiment.