My Spreading Wings
I fly to any foreign parts,
Assisted by my spreading wings:
My body holds an hundred hearts,
Nay, I will tell you stranger things:
When I am not in haste I ride,
And then I mend my pace anon;
I issue fire out from my side
Ye witty youths, this riddle con.
I'm a?
Assisted by my spreading wings:
My body holds an hundred hearts,
Nay, I will tell you stranger things:
When I am not in haste I ride,
And then I mend my pace anon;
I issue fire out from my side
Ye witty youths, this riddle con.
I'm a?
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Covered With Three Layers Riddle
I am covered with three layers, two of them can be very sensitive, my layers can cover me in a heart beat or a long time. What am I?
Hint:
Dead In The Alley Way
The Police find a man dead in the alley way. A bullet hole is in his head. Beside the man is the gun that killed him (with his fingerprints), a handkerchief, and a tape recorder. The Detective pushes play on the tape recorder and hears that it starts from the beginning, and it says: "I'm sorry that I must end my life. I'm in debt and I don't know how to get out of it. I'm sorry..." then a second later he hears the gun go off. Why did the detective file the case as a murder instead of a suicide?
Hint:
The tape started at the beginning and the gun shot was at the end. how could the man rewind the tape if he was already dead? Plus, the murderer could've used the the handkerchief to hold the gun and then puts the man's hand on the gun when he was dead so only his fingerprints were left behind. Did you answer this riddle correctly?
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YES NO
No Labor Day Riddles
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A Neck Thats Long
This is not a giraffe
But it has a neck thats long
Its something with six strings
And is used to play a song
What is this?
But it has a neck thats long
Its something with six strings
And is used to play a song
What is this?
Hint:
Spiriting Faultless Pitch
Without a partner, I sit here mutely. My grace and beauty for you to reckon. Bright head above a regal neck, soft curves. And promise of my rich voice do beckon. Im inevitably hollow, the fretful type, but with practice, I could be your soul mate: If you hold me just right, I'll resonate your spiriting faultless pitch, your song to elevate. What could I be?
Hint:
The Round House Riddle
A lady is unlocking the door to her round house when she hears a scream. She goes in and finds her husband dead. The Butcher says, "I was chopping meat." The Cook says, "I was cooking fish." The maid says, "I was sweeping the corners." Who killed the husband?
Hint:
You Can Never See Me
Hint:
In Your Body Riddle
Im red but Im not a strawberry
I have different types but Im not an apple
I can be pumped but Im not a bicycle tire
I can be donated but Im not money
I contain cells but Im not a jail
Im in your body but Im not your heart
I am?
I have different types but Im not an apple
I can be pumped but Im not a bicycle tire
I can be donated but Im not money
I contain cells but Im not a jail
Im in your body but Im not your heart
I am?
Hint:
Miss Millie's Parrot
When Miss Millie purchased her new parrot, the salesman assured her that it would repeat any word it heard. About a week later, Miss Millie returned the parrot complaining it hadn't uttered a single word. Given that the salesman had spoken the truth about the parrot's abilities, why wouldn't the bird talk?
Hint:
This Colorful Bird
If you ever hear an echo
Another voice that can be heard
Take a look around you because
It might be this colorful bird
What bird is this?
Another voice that can be heard
Take a look around you because
It might be this colorful bird
What bird is this?
Hint:
Sock Singing Riddle
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By Yourself In A Graveyard
If youre by yourself in a graveyard
And you suddenly hear a moan
Just hope you dont see a zombies arm
Coming out from under a _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
And you suddenly hear a moan
Just hope you dont see a zombies arm
Coming out from under a _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Hint:
Skunk Christmas Riddle
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Ticking In Its Weary Pace
Time is writ upon my face
My heart ticks in its weary pace.
Though wind and rain do leave their trace,
I watch them in their endless race.
What kind of clock is it, though?
My heart ticks in its weary pace.
Though wind and rain do leave their trace,
I watch them in their endless race.
What kind of clock is it, though?
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