This House Holds Rooms Riddle
This house holds rooms, one score and six, that shelter a vast mob.
It lets lions lie down with the lambs, Yet makes both shun the slob.
None now will nestle with nicks and nates, While reams room near the rear.
Though you and I have separate rooms. Both our bottles brim with beer. The king and queen can never mate (Though hands and hearts hobnob). Because their rooms are separate. If this jail does its job. What house is this that rules thus
Forcing faith to fend with fear? The answer to this riddle lies, with dead and dying here.
It lets lions lie down with the lambs, Yet makes both shun the slob.
None now will nestle with nicks and nates, While reams room near the rear.
Though you and I have separate rooms. Both our bottles brim with beer. The king and queen can never mate (Though hands and hearts hobnob). Because their rooms are separate. If this jail does its job. What house is this that rules thus
Forcing faith to fend with fear? The answer to this riddle lies, with dead and dying here.
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Over The Head Riddle
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Attacked By A Burglar Riddle
My wife was attacked by a burglar when I was on my way home from work. She stabbed him with a butcher knife and killed him. The police say it was an obvious case of self-defense. When I went to pick her up from the police station, she said. - "When I heard the doorbell I thought it was you, but then a masked man jumped me as soon as I opened the door!" - "You must have been so scared" - I said - "But you're safe now" - I hugged her tightly.
How did she kill the burglar so fast when he attacked her at the door?
How did she kill the burglar so fast when he attacked her at the door?
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His wife came to the door with a butcher knife because she thought her husband was coming home. She was planning to kill the husband. Did you answer this riddle correctly?
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YES NO
Comes To Bedsides Riddle
He comes to bedsides, icy bridges,
battlefronts, and crumbling ridges.
When he comes, he comes alone,
taps a shoulder, then is gone.
battlefronts, and crumbling ridges.
When he comes, he comes alone,
taps a shoulder, then is gone.
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Heavy Weight Riddle
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Hidden More Than Seen Riddle
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Driving Men Mad Riddle
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The Letter E Riddle
Riddle me this
I start with the letter e, I end with the letter e. I contain only one letter, Yet I am not the letter e! What am I?
I start with the letter e, I end with the letter e. I contain only one letter, Yet I am not the letter e! What am I?
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A Useful Tool Riddle
Riddle me this
I'm white, and used for cutting and grinding. When I'm damaged, humans usually remove or fill me. For most animals I am a useful tool. What am I?
I'm white, and used for cutting and grinding. When I'm damaged, humans usually remove or fill me. For most animals I am a useful tool. What am I?
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Secretes You Can Keep Riddle
Riddle me this
You write on me and secrets I can keep. In places never seen. I spin like a top. Though stiff as a board, I'm often described like a mop. What am I?
You write on me and secrets I can keep. In places never seen. I spin like a top. Though stiff as a board, I'm often described like a mop. What am I?
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Running But No Walking Riddle
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Needing And Not Knowing Riddle
Riddle me this
The man who invented it doesn't want it. The man who bought it doesn't need it. The man who needs it doesn't know it. What is it?
The man who invented it doesn't want it. The man who bought it doesn't need it. The man who needs it doesn't know it. What is it?
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Measured In Hours Riddle
Riddle me this
My life can be measured in hours, I serve by being devoured; Thin, I am quick; Fat, I am slow; Wind is my foe. What am I?
My life can be measured in hours, I serve by being devoured; Thin, I am quick; Fat, I am slow; Wind is my foe. What am I?
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Running Through Fields And Woods Riddle
Riddle me this
I run over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night I sit, never alone. My tongue hangs out, up and to the rear, waiting to be filled in the morning. What am I?
I run over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night I sit, never alone. My tongue hangs out, up and to the rear, waiting to be filled in the morning. What am I?
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The Black Child Riddle
Riddle me this
I am the black child of a white father, like a wingless bird flying even to the clouds of heaven. I give birth to tears of mourning in pupils that meet me, even though there is no cause for grief. On my birth I am dissolved into air. What am I?
I am the black child of a white father, like a wingless bird flying even to the clouds of heaven. I give birth to tears of mourning in pupils that meet me, even though there is no cause for grief. On my birth I am dissolved into air. What am I?
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