My middle two often go with forty-seven The four around them come in packs and pints I am a chemist's vessel

Worn on feet, but the norm, special occasions are when I'm needed. Muddy puddles are one, another is a Cat with a sword, voiced by Zorro. Put them on or take them off, wear them out in wet as cold.

I begin as grain in humble form, Softened by heat till fully warm. Too plain alone, I beg for flair Fruit or spice improves my care. A breakfast bowl, both thick and slow, Eat me hot before I go.

There's nothing on draught when I show off my bars. Nothing hair to comb when I show off my locks. I can house rodents, I can house birds. I may be quite fancy or just the shape of a box.

Thirty seconds for each section, two minutes total, use me twice a day, no apple will keep anyone a way.