Here's a poser for you: What's blue, and looks like a red car?

I can shorten things, literarily. Is that a word, you ask? I’m sure it is, I say, And there I am, at last!

I am a merry seamstress who sews myself a house I may be small as biscuit crumbs or larger than a mouse I'm known best for my lovely legs, a tantalizing sight, But if you do not like me then I may give you a fright!

if what comes up doesn't go down, then I will be at your beck and call.

Take me out and throw me, or talk of me with spite; To one man, I am nothing; to another I’m worth quite - A lot may simply pass me by, but those of you who’re getting high, like soda pops and chips, oh my! You gobble me like pie!