I can sizzle like bacon, I am made with an egg, I have plenty of backbone, but lack a good leg.
I peel layers like onions, but still remain whole, I can be long like a flagpole, yet fit in a hole.
What am I?
I weaken all men for hours each day.
I show you strange visions while you are away.
I take you by night, by day take you back,
None suffer to have me, but do from my lack.
What am I?