House Full
April 20th, 2009 at 9:54 am (riddle)
A house full,
A hole full,
You cannot fill a bowl full.
April 20th, 2009 at 9:54 am (riddle)
A house full,
A hole full,
You cannot fill a bowl full.
April 19th, 2009 at 2:39 pm (riddle)
My first is in some but not in all.
My second in into but not in tall.
My third in little but not in big.
My fourth in pork but not in pig.
My whole is made in nature’s way.
For clothing, rugs used every day.
April 18th, 2009 at 2:39 pm (riddle)
You will find me with four legs, but no hair.
People ride me for hours, but I don’t go anywhere.
Without needing to be tugged, jerked or turned on,
I always manage to be ready for work.
April 17th, 2009 at 2:37 pm (riddle)
I move very slowly at an imperceptible rate,
although I take my time, I am never late.
I accompany life, and survive past demise,
I am viewed with esteem in many women’s eyes.
April 16th, 2009 at 2:34 pm (riddle)
Soldiers line up spaced with pride,
Two long rows lined side by side.
One sole unit can decide,
If the rows will unite or divide.
Tell me, tell me, scream it out.
What’s the thing I talk about?
April 15th, 2009 at 10:27 am (riddle)
My first is in some but not in all.
My second in into but not in tall.
My third in little but not in big.
My fourth in pork but not in pig.
My whole is made in nature’s way.
For clothing, rugs used every day.
April 13th, 2009 at 10:26 am (riddle)
Only one color, but not one size,
Stuck at the bottom, yet easily flies.
Present in sun, but not in rain,
Doing no harm, and feeling no pain.
April 12th, 2009 at 10:25 am (riddle)
I am not alive, but I grow;
I don’t have lungs, but I need air;
I don’t have a mouth, but water kills me.
April 11th, 2009 at 10:24 am (riddle)
I am just two and two. I am hot. I am cold.
I am the parent of numbers that cannot be told.
I am a gift beyond measure, a matter of course.
I am given with pleasure when taken by force.
April 10th, 2009 at 11:37 am (riddle)
Abuse me for I will not care.
Curse me when I stray from fair.
Brute force won’t put me in my place.
Smooth and even wins the race.
Envy colors where I rest.
No sandy beaches for the best.
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