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I am Fatherless and Motherless, born without sin
Roared when I came into the world,
And never spoke again.
What am I?

Answer: Thunder

A man rode to town on Friday.
He stayed there all night,
and came back on the same Friday.
How can this be?

Answer: His horse is named "Friday"

I can be touched
But I hurt those who touch me
I move swiftly through a dry forest
But die in a mountain stream
Where I pass I leave a black shroud.
What am I?

Answer: Fire

Touching one, yet holding two,
it is a one link chain
binding those who keep words true,
'til death rent it in twain.
What am I?

Answer: A Wedding Ring

This creature, part man and part tree,
hates the termite as much as the flea.
His tracks do not match,
and his limbs may detach,
but he's not a strange creature to see.
What is it?

Answer: A Man With A Wooden Leg

A begger's brother went out to sea and drowned.
But the man who drowned had no brother.
What was the relationship between the man who drowned and the begger?

Answer: the begger was his sister

I am so simple,
That I can only point
Yet I guide people
All over the world.
What am I?

Answer: a compass

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?

Answer:A candle

You feed it, it lives, you give it something to drink, it dies.
What is it?

Answer: Fire

It passes before the sun and makes no shadow.
What is it?

Answer: Air

You break it even if you name it!
What am I?

Answer: Silence

I run smoother than any rhyme, and love to fall but cannot climb!
What am I?

Answer: Water

A box without hinges, key, or lid,
Yet golden treasure inside is hid.
What is it?

Answer: Egg

Double my number, I'm less than a score,
Half of my number is less than four.
Add one to my double when bakers are near,
Days of the week are still greater, I fear.
What am I?

Answer: Six

You get many of me, but never enough.
After the last one, your life soon will snuff.
You may have one of me but one day a year,
When the last one is gone, your life disappears.
What am I?

Answer: A birthday.

As beautiful as the setting sun,
     As delicate as the morning dew;
An angel's dusting from the stars
     that can turn the Earth into
A frosted moon.
What is it?


I run through hills;
     I veer around mountains.
I leap over rivers
     and crawl through the forests.
Step out your door to find me.
What am I?

Answer:The road

What is full of holes and holds water?

Answer: A Sponge

I am a kind of ear cannot hear, What am I?

Answer: An ear of corn

What can you put in a barrel to make it lighter?

Answer: A hole

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