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The shorter I am, the bigger I am. What am I?

What is bought by the yard but is worn by the foot?

With pointed fangs it sits in wait, With piercing force it doles out fate, Over bloodless victims proclaiming its might, Eternally joining in a single bite. What is it?

What has a foot but no leg?

What stinks when living and smells good when dead?

What takes hours to pull off, Is most satisfying when it's done, And requires consent from the person you're doing it to?

What has a big mouth, yet never speaks?

The more you take the more you leave behind.

The virgin gave birth to a child and threw away the blanket.

There is a creature of God whose body is hard; it does not wish to eat unless you strike its head.

I have three hundred cattle, with a single nose cord.

What do you have when you're sitting down that you don't have when you're standing up?

First you see me in the grass dressed in yellow gay; next I am in dainty white, then I fly away. What am I?

Born of sorrow, grows with age. You need a lot to be a sage. What is it?

Patch upon patch, without any stitches, if you tell me this riddle, I'll give you my breeches.

Some are quick to take it. Others must be coaxed. Those who choose to take it gain and lose the most.

I go in dry and come out wet, The longer I'm in, the stronger I get. What am I?

No thicker than your finger when it folds. As thick as what it's holding when it holds.

I work hard most every day, Not much time to dance and play, If I could reach what I desire, all like me would now retire. What am I?

Begotten, and born, and dying with noise, The terror of women, and pleasure of boys, Like the fiction of poets concerning the wind, I'm chiefly unruly, when strongest confined.

They can be harbored, but few hold water, You can nurse them, but only by holding them against someone else, You can carry them, but not with your arms, You can bury them, but not in the earth.

Full of dark, filled with everything. Both on my skin they color. With my pack, I am always. Afraid of the cat. What am I?

What goes up, but at the same time goes down? Up toward the sky, and down toward the ground. Its present tense and past tense too, come for a ride, just you and me!

We travel much, yet prisoners are, and close confined to boot. Yet with any horse, we will keep the pace, and will always go on foot. What are they?

I bubble and laugh and spit water in your face. I am no lady, and I don't wear lace.

When the creeper passes, all the grass kneels.

What goes in the water black and comes out red?

Iron roof, glass walls, burns and burns and never falls.

You can only have it once you have given it.

What can you fold but not crease?

I bind it and it walks. I loose it and it stops.

I have a tongue but cannot taste. I have a soul but cannot feel. What am I?

We are five little objects of an everyday sort, You will find us all in a tennis court.

To unravel me, you need a key. No key that was made by locksmith's hand, but a key that only I will understand. What am I?

I can always go up, never down, I can always turn left, never right, I am always hot when I'm cold.

I don't exist unless you cut me, but if you stab me I won't bleed. I hate no one yet am abhorred by all. What am I?

I do not listen to reason, but I hear every siren's song and will try to steer us towards the rocks if you let me take the wheel. Who am I?

I am something all men have but all men deny. Man created me but no man can hold me. What am I?

I cannot be other than what I am, Until the man who made me dies, Power and glory will fall to me finally, Only when he last closes his eyes.

I saw a man in white, he looked quite a sight. He was not old, but he stood in the cold. And when he felt the sun, he started to run. Who could he be?

A hundred brothers lie next to each other; Each white and fine - they've only one spine. I am the tongue that lies between two. Remove me to gather their wisdom to you.

For our ambrosia we were blessed, By Jupiter, with a sting of death. Though our might, to some is jest, We have quelled the dragon's breath. Who are we?

What must be in the oven yet cannot be baked? Grows in the heat yet shuns the light of day? What sinks in water but rises with air? Looks like skin, but is fine as hair?

I dig out tiny caves, and store gold and silver in them. I also build bridges of silver and make crowns of gold. They are the smallest you could imagine. Sooner or later everybody needs my help, yet many people are afraid to let me help them. Who am I?

What is put on a table, cut, but never eaten?

Slayer of regrets, old and new, sought by many, found by few.

I ate one and threw away two.

Kills the bad ones and the sad ones. Tightens to fit, so one size fits.

Break it and it is better, immediately set and harder to break again.

An open ended barrel, it is shaped like a hive. It is filled with the flesh, and the flesh is alive!

Two legs I have, and this will confound, only at rest do they touch the ground. What am I?

A deep well full of knives.

We hurt without moving. We poison without touching. We bear the truth and the lies. We are not to be judged by our size. What are we?

The strangest creature you'll ever find: Two eyes in front and many many more behind.

I cover what is real and hide what is true, But sometimes I bring out the courage in you. What am I?

I'm so simple I only point, Yet I guide people all over the world. What am I?

Goes over all the hills and hollows, Bites hard, but never swallows.

What is that which goes with a carriage, comes with a carriage, is of no use to a carriage, and yet the carriage cannot go without it?

Thousands lay up gold within this house, But no man made it. Spears past counting guard this house, But no man wards it.

I cut through evil like a double edged sword, And chaos flees at my approach. Balance I single-handedly upraise, Through battles fought with heart and mind, Instead of with my gaze. What am I?

No head has he but he wears a hat. No feet has he but he stands up straight. On him perhaps a fairy sat, weaving a spell one evening late!

What has everything inside it? Everything you can imagine even god, wind, world, sky, heaven, earth and everything that comes to your mind?

Above the kingdom I reign, Spotted, speckled, with a mane, I travel in packs, And if you're lucky, you'd ride me. What am I?

I am made from an animal, Although you nickname me after a different one. You can't eat me; you can only hold me, And once a year a festival is erected in my honor. What am I?

What grows in winter, dies in summer, and grows roots upward?

Downward grows the root. Outward grows the skin. Upward grows the shoot. What way blows the wind?

Shorter than my four siblings, but easily the strongest, Sometimes I wear a funny hat.

With head without hair. With mouth without tooth.

What flies around all day but never goes anywhere?

What's as small as a mouse but guards a house like a lion?

What gets whiter the dirtier that it gets?

On the wall, in the air, You just want me out of your hair, Try to catch me, but you cannot, For my vision is thousand fold. What am I?

I am born in fear, raised in truth, And I come to my own in deed. When comes a time that I'm called forth, I come to serve the cause of need.

I am slim and tall. Many find me desirable and appealing. They touch me and I give a false good feeling. Once I shine in splendor. But only once and then no more. For many I am to die for. What am I?

A little pool with two layers of wall around it. One white and soft and the other dark and hard, amidst a light brown grassy lawn with an outline of a green grass. What am I?

Looks like water, but it's heat. Sits on sand, lays on concrete. People have been known to follow it everywhere. But it gets them no place, and all they can do is stare.

You use me for multiple reasons, I am many colored, and many shaped. I may or may not also tell you your sexual preference. What am I?

My thunder comes before my lightning. My lightning comes before my rain. And my rain dries all the ground it touches. What am I?

I come when the weather is at its prime, Though, it might be wise to leave nothing on the street. But, in the wintertime my name is obsolete. What am I?

Useful tool for who in darkness dwell. Within you, corrupting like a deadly spell.

A leathery snake, With a stinging bite, I'll stay coiled up, Unless I must fight.

I'm a bearer of darkness. I'm feared and often hated. I'm a symbol of the unwanted, An omen that leaves you jaded. Some people can predict my coming, But then you'll forever see things lurking around corners...

Black we are and much admired, Men seek us if they are tired, We tire the horse, comfort man, Guess this riddle if you can.

My step is slow, the snow's my breath. I give the ground, a grinding death. My marching makes an end of me. Slain by sun or drowned in sea.

If your life is cut short, I am not the one to blame. You signed up, and your death was not my aim. Enter our doors; there is so much to see, We just happen to hold the key, To adventure abound and fun to be found. Step in our door and see what is in store. What am I?

What has roots that nobody sees, Is taller than trees, Up, up it goes, Yet it never grows?

A natural state, I'm sought by all. Go with me and you shall fall. You do me when you spend, and you use me when you eat to no end. What am I?

At the sound of me, men may dream or stamp their feet. At the sound of me, women may laugh or sometimes weep.

When set loose, I fly away, Never so cursed, as when I go astray.

Early ages the iron boot tread, With Europe at her command. Through time power slipped and fled, 'til the creation of new holy land. Who am I?

Armless, legless, I crawl around when I'm young. Then the time of changing sleep will come. I will awake like a newborn, flying beast, 'till then on the remains of the dead I feast.

With my pair I should be, But I am usually alone you see, For a monster always eats me. Do you know what I must be?

Shifting, Shifting, Drifting deep. Below me great and mighty cities sleep. Swirling, Scurling, All around. I'm only where no water will be found.

We are emeralds and diamonds, Lost by the moon; Found by the sun, And picked up soon.

What is red and nailed to a wall?

What has 3 feet but cannot walk?

What can an elephant and a shrimp both be?

What is given but kept by the giver?

The stack just might be sent all over. Full of what's new, yet it's nearly obsolete.

I'm tall when I'm young and I'm short when I'm old. What am I?

I'm light as a feather, yet the strongest man can't hold me for more than 5 minutes. What am I?

I come in many colors, some are blue and white. While some people annoy me, I am not much for the fight. I live where people rarely tread, but you will find me close to bed. What am I?

Sometimes I am light, sometimes I am dark. What am I?

I have no life, but I can die. What am I?

I have a hundred legs but cannot stand, a long neck but no head; I eat the maid's life. What am I?

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 build up castles. I tear down mountains. I make some men blind, I help others to see. What am I?

I have a tongue, but cannot speak. I have a bed but cannot sleep. I have four legs but cannot walk. Yet I move as you do. What am I?

A hill full, a hole full; yet you cannot catch a bowl full. What is it?

Big as a biscuit, deep as a cup, but even a river can't fill it up. What is it?

What is it something that you always have but you always leave behind?

What is it that makes tears without sorrow and takes its journey to heaven?

Round like a dishpan and smaller than a bathtub. But the ocean can't fill it. What is it?

A mile from end to end, yet as close to as a friend. A precious commodity, freely given. Seen on the dead and on the living. Found on the rich, poor, short and tall, but shared among children most of all. What is it?

Born at the same time as the world, destined to live as long as the world, and yet never five weeks old. What is it?

What has wings, but can not fly. Is enclosed, but can outside also lie. Can open itself up, Or close itself away. Is the place of kings and queens, And doggerel of every means. What is it upon which I stand? Which can lead us to different lands.

A mother had five boys Marco, Tucker, Webster and Thomas. Was the fifth boy's name Frank, Evan or Alex?

A pet shop owner had a parrot with a sign on its cage that said 'Parrot repeats everything it hears.' A young man bought the parrot and for two weeks he spoke to it and it didn't say a word. He returned the parrot but the shopkeeper said he never lied about the parrot. How can this be?

In the land of the green glass door there are riddles but no answers, sheets but no blankets, and books but no words. Name something found in the land of the green glass door.

There is a clothing store in Bartlesville. The owner has devised his own method of pricing items. A vest costs $20, socks cost $25, a tie costs $15 and a blouse costs $30. Using the method, how much would a pair of underwear cost?

If you're 8 feet away from a door and with each move you advance half the distance to the door. How many moves will it take to reach the door?

I never was, am always to be, No one ever saw me, nor ever will, And yet I am the confidence of all, To live and breathe on this terrestrial ball. Who am I?

It's been around for millions of years, but is never more than a month old. What is it?

What can you keep after giving it to someone?

There was a little heart inside a little white house, which was inside a little yellow house, which was inside a little brown house, which was inside a little green house.

I cannot be bought, cannot be sold, even if I'm sometimes made of gold. What am I?

Although glory but not at my best. Power will fall to me finally, when the man made me is dead. What am I?

I am an English word with 3 consecutive double letters. What am I?

It stands on one leg with its heart in its head. What is it?

As your ideas grow, I shrink. What am I?

What's higher than the king?

To unravel me you need a simple key, no key that was made by locksmith's hand. But a key that only I will understand.

Toss me out of the window. You'll find a grieving wife. Pull me back but through the door, and watch someone give life.

My back and belly is wood, and my ribs is lined with leather. I've a hole in my nose and one in my breast, And I'm mostly used in cold weather.

I can honk without using a horn. What am I?

I have two hands but cannot clap.

A precious fluid, thicker than water.

I am a mother from a family of eight. Spins around all day despite my weight. Had a ninth sibling before finding out its fake. What am I?

Where do sailors take their baths?

What is made of wood but can't be sawed?

A young lady walked through the meadow and scattered her glass pearls. The Moon saw this, yet didn't tell her. The Sun woke up and gathered the pearls.

Gets rid of bad ones, short and tall. Tightens when used, one size fits all.

Inside a great blue castle lives a shy young maid. She blushes in the morning and comes not out at night.

I stand up tall and made of steel, with baguettes and garlic at my heel. I love the colours red, white and blue, but obviously not as much as you. I am a marvel for all to see, though to some I am a monstrosity! What am I?

Where do cows go to dance?

It's a game played by serious people that takes place on a global scale.

The more you take of me, the more you leave behind. What am I?

A dagger thrust at my own heart, dictates the way I'm swayed. Left I stand, and right I yield, to the twisting of the blade.

Bury deep, Pile on stones, My mind will always Dig up them bones.

It hisses but it's not a snake. It holds water but it's not a lake. When it's done you hear it scream. Pour from it and add some cream.

This small creature kills even the largest one.

Never resting, never still. Moving silently from hill to hill. It does not walk, run or trot. All is cool where it is not.

Its tail is round and hollow, Seems to get chewed a bit, But you'll rarely see this thing Unless the other end is lit.

Whoever makes it, tells it not. Whoever takes it, knows it not. Whoever knows it, wants it not. What am I?

I am weightless, but you can see me. Put me in a bucket, and I'll make it lighter. What am I?

I'm the start of eternity and the end of space. There are two of me in heaven and one in hell.

What liquid can contain the soul?

I'm an old relative who's hands can't hold anything and eyes can't see anything. What am I?

It speaks without a tongue, and listens without ears.

You need a key to receive an answer from me. The answer you'll find is straight from your mind. What is it?

I am everywhere but cannot be seen, captured or held, only heard. What am I?

What gets beaten, and whipped, but never cries?

Sitting down you have it, Standing up you don't.

I hold two people together but touch only one. What am I?

I am a window, I am a lamp, I am clouded, I am shining, I am colored and set in white, I fill with water and overflow. I say much, but I have no words.

This is your stomach's way of letting you know you've neglected it.

Though it be cold, I wear no clothes, the frost and snow I never fear; I value neither shoes nor hose, And yet I wander far and near.

I tremble at each breath of air, and yet can heaviest burdens bear.

What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most know what it's saying?

I give life for my own, have a beginning, but my end is unknown. What am I?

I make you weak at the worst of all times. I keep you safe, I keep you fine. I make your hands sweat. And your heart grow cold. I visit the weak, but seldom the bold.

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.

Has no feet, but travels far. Is literate, but not a scholar. Has no mouth, yet clearly speaks.

Comes in bits and pieces, put together forms a whole. It's athletics for the mind, the more you think the more you find. Sometimes it can be a grind, but then, that is the goal.

I am the ultimate killing machine, used not once but TWICE, I can be made by humans. What am I?

A muttered rumble was heard from the pen... A massive beast, hoofed, and jawed. With spikes upon its mighty brow... And yet for all of his magnificence, he couldn't get out of that wooden fence.

Men seize it from its home, tear apart its flesh, drink the sweet blood, then cast its skin aside.

One of the few times it's encouraged to lock lips with a stranger.

Though it is not an ox, it has horns; Though it is not a donkey, it has packed-saddle; And wherever it goes it leaves silver behind.

What animal has feet on the head?

A house full, a yard full, a chimney full, no one can get a spoonful.

What is between heaven and earth?

A thousand colored folds stretch toward the sky. Atop a tender strand, rising from the land, until killed by maiden's hand.

To give me to someone I don't belong to is cowardly, but to take me is noble. I can be a game, but there are no winners. What am I?

What has two spines and a lot of ribs, and carries much but never moves?

When I get closer my tail grows longer, but when I go away my tail leads the way.

Fighting technique taken from rams.

Stealthy as a shadow in the dead of night, cunning but affectionate if given a bite. Never owned but often loved.

Crooked as a rainbow, and slick as a plate, Ten thousand horses can't pull it straight.

Currency that flirted with a British spy.

Has feathers but can't fly. Rests on legs but can't walk.

What is deep within you, never dies or gets worn out, and only needs some fire from time to time?

Locked up inside you and yet they can steal it from you.

This is the tallest peak in the happiest place on earth.

My parents are singers, and while my father has red hair I am pale and completely bald.

I may be made of metal, bone, or wood and have many teeth. My bite hurts no one and the ladies love me. What am I?

Green arrows grow out of my sides. I go from yellow to white. My babies fly in the wind. What am I?

I have no voice but I can teach you all there is to know. I have spines and hinges but I am not a door. Once I've told you all, I cannot tell you more. What am I?

Sharp and long, flag of the world. What is it?

I cannot be felt or moved, but as you come closer, I get more distant. What am I?

With no hammer or any kind of tool I build my house so quickly. What am I?

Some live in me, some live on. And some shave me to stride upon. I rarely leave my native land. Until my death I always stand. High and low I may be found. Both above and below ground.

It is greater than God and more evil than the devil. The poor have it, the rich need it, and if you eat it you'll die.

Ripped from my mother's womb. Beaten and burned, I become a bloodthirsty killer. What am I?

Face with a tree, skin like the sea. A great beast I am. Yet vermin frightens me.

What is round on both ends and hi in the middle?

Everybody has some. You can lose some, you can gain some. But you cannot live without it. What am I?

In Paris but not in France, the thinnest of its siblings.

I don't think or eat or slumber. Or move around or fear thunder. Just like you I look the same but I can't harm you or be your bane.

If you agree give me one of these.

The more you look at it, The less you see.

What fruit is of great use in history?

All about the house, with his lady he dances, yet he always works, and never romances.

I may seem real but it always turns out. I was never there in the first place... You only see me during a certain resting stage. What am I?

He died for people's entertainment.

Covered in stone and sun. It's home to many but also none. What is it?

I encourage people to run home and steal. What am I?

What is that which, though black itself, enlightens the world without burning?

It is a part of us, and then replaced. It escapes our bodies, to a better place. The world becomes its sizeable home. Its passions unrestrained, the planet it roams.

You may have to assure your date's dad that you have these kind of intentions.

Has its teeth on your head but doesn't bite.

Both guys and women enhance their visual organs with this item.

You can spin, wheel and twist, but this thing can turn without moving. What is it?

Four legs in front, two behind; Its steely armor scratched and dented by rocks and sticks; still it toils as it helps feed the hungry.

My tines be long, my tines be short. My tines end ere, my first report. What am I?

Sometimes dark and sometimes bright, I make my way among twinkling lights. Seas and oceans obey my call, yet mountains I cannot move at all. My face is marred and gray, but I'm majestic anyway. What am I?

A great mysterious place that the bold have been known to journey into.

What has four wings but cannot fly and uses the wind but does not know why?

My uses are changing, but I still remain the same. My interior is quiet, and stories are my game. What am I?

Five hundred begins it, five hundred ends it. Five in the middle is seen. First of all figures, the first of all letters. Take up their stations between. Join all together, and then you will bring before you the name of an eminent king.

Many foods can make me strong but give me water and I won't last long.

When this is found in a road you are forced to make a decision.

Is said to make the world go around, but only if we let it. It puts a value on a thing, and makes you do some crazy things, just so you can get it.

Men cut this by attaching a razor to a broom handle or just have their wives do it.

It is everything to someone, and nothing to everyone else. What is it?

Snake coiled round and round. Snake deep below the ground. Snake that's never had a head. Snake that binds but not with dread.

Two horses, swiftest traveling, harnessed in a pair, and grazing ever in places distant from them.

What can be seen but not touched?

I pass before the sun, yet make no shadow. What am I?

I come off a beautiful creature, which soars in the sky... I am sometimes dirty, and parents beg you not to pick me up. What am I?

I'm sometimes white and always wrong. I can break a heart and hurt the strong. I can build love or tear it down. I can make a smile or bring a frown.

It is not your enemy, yet we still beat it. What is it?

This type of tempting cuisine is independent of utensils and usually tastes better than it sounds.

Runs smoother than any rhyme, loves to fall but cannot climb.

When we stand up it lies flat. When we lie back it stands up.

I am mother and father, but never birth or nurse. I'm rarely still, but I never wander. What am I?

I am nothing really at all, Yet I am easily found; Ignore me at your own peril, and you might end up crowned!

They took me from my mother's side where I was bravely bred and when to age I did become they did cut off my head...

What points the way without a hand. It floats on water but exists on land?

I can be found after you remove 6 letters from BSAINXLEATEARS. What am I?

I have a head and a tail but my eyes can never see my tail. What am I?

My rings are not worth much, but they do tell my age. What am I?

What goes further the slower it goes?

A dragon's tooth in a mortal's hand, I kill, I maim, I divide the land.

I am black and white and full of fuzz. What am I?

Everyone has it and no one can lose it. What is it?

What has a spine, tail, and leash but isn't a dog?

I am not a toy, though many use me for pleasure. I have a butt, but I cannot poop. What am I?

There is someone, and there is always another, for without the other, there wouldn't be one.

You have it even if there is none.

What relies on columns but isn't a house, and asks for help but can't speak itself?

It holds no blessings in disguise. Its rhymes are aimed at your demise, it's cast only to ruin, Whatever you are doin'.

I have two bodies joined together as one. When standing still, I ran and ran. What am I?

Turns us on our backs, and open up our stomachs. You will be the wisest of men though at start a lummox.

A book once owned by the wealthy, now rare to find. Never for sale and often left behind. What am I?

What divides by uniting and by dividing?

What food has no beginning, end, or middle?

What is it that you ought to keep after you have given it to someone else?

What word is the same written forward, backward and upside down?

What has a mouth but can't chew?

Dies half its life. Lives the rest. Dances without music. Breathes without breath.

You throw away my outside, you cook my inside. Then you eat my outside and you throw away my inside. What am I?

Mountains will crumble and temples will fall, and no man can survive its endless call. What is it?

What goes with a car, comes with a car, is no use to a car, but the car can't move without it?

As a whole, I am both safe and secure. Behead me, I become a place of meeting. Behead me again, I am the partner of ready. Restore me, I become the domain of beasts.

Sometimes black, sometimes white, I have veins but no blood.

My love, when I gaze on thy beautiful face. Careering along, yet always in place, the thought has often come into my mind. If I ever shall see thy glorious behind.

What has a tongue but no mouth?

I am free the first time and second time, but the third time is going to cost you money. What am I?

I can speak with my hard metal tongue. But I cannot breathe, for I have no lung. What am I?

I roam through the lands hoping to rescue my love. I search high and low, and will stomp on you if you get in my way. What am I?

They cut doors in half and wear wooden shoes.

Which bus could cross the ocean?

What is long and slim, works in light; has but one eye, and an awful bite?

I cannot be burned in fire or drowned in water. What am I?

Fatherless and motherless. Born without sin, roared when it came into the world. And never spoke again.

Long legs, crooked thighs, little head, and no eyes.

It's black and every time it speaks it says its name.

A useful thing, hard, firm, and white, outside in shaggy robe bedight... for service it is ready ever, and fails the hand that guides it never.

I'm a slippery fish in a cloudy sea; Neither hook nor spear will capture me; With your hand you must hunt down this fish, to see that it ends up in the dish.

In marble halls as white as milk, lined with a skin as soft as silk. Within a fountain crystal-clear. A golden apple doth appear... yet thieves break in and steal the gold.

Plow and hoe, reap and sow, What soon does every farmer grow?

A container holding water but not a cup. If you want to find me, look up. What am I?

In wealth I abound; in water I stand; As a fencer I'm valued all over the land...

What do you use to hoe a row, slay a foe, and wring with woe?

With thieves I consort, With the Vilest, in short, I'm quite at ease in depravity, Yet all divines use me...

Creatures of power, creatures of grade, creatures of beauty, creatures of strength... For all things must come to live. Under their emerald embrace.

I am the heart that does not beat. If cut, I bleed without blood. I can fly, but have no wings. I can float, but have no fins. I can sing, but have no mouth.

What number has all letters in alphabetical order when spelled out?

My voice is tender, my waist is slender and I'm often invited to play. Yet wherever I go, I must take my bow or else I have nothing to say. What am I?

I was not born, but I am here. I have no name, but I am given many. I was made by science and life. What am I?

I have two eyes in the front and a lot of eyes on my tail. What am I?

Voiceless it cries, wingless flutters, toothless bites, mouthless mutters.

I am a protector. I sit on a bridge. One person can see right through me, while others wonder what I hide. What am I?

What falls but never breaks?

What did Sir Lancelot wear to bed?

It is a gruesome form of betray.

Known as a great deceiver, It is evil's incarnation, Once used for veneration, The root of all procreation. All you can do is shiver, When it begins to slither.

Sometimes it glitters, but often not; May be cold, or may be hot! Ever changing though the eye can't measure, concealed within are many treasures... Old and broken, it brings forth life.

It is something you will never see again.

Begin with a word, five letters to my name, remove the first and last but I am the same. Take out my middle and still I remain.

Everybody's got one.

I do not breathe, but I run and jump. I do not eat, but I swim and stretch. I do not drink, but I sleep and stand. I do not think, but I grow and play. I do not see, but you see me everyday.

What has teeth but no mouth?

What does man love more than life, fear more than death or mortal strife. What the poor have, the rich require, and what contented men desire... And all men carry to their graves.

The older they are the less wrinkles they have.

Look into my face and I'm everybody. Scratch my back and I'm nobody.

If you lose me you may cause people around me to lose me too. What am I?

Slowly creeping, I am weeping, changing shades, and growing.

The land was white the seed was black. It'll take a good scholar to riddle me that.

I'm in a box, full of that which is most rare... While dull in the dark, I glisten once unlocked.

A hole in a pole. Though I fill a hole in white, I'm used more by the day and less by the night. What am I?

What starts out in a field and then crashed on a stone. It becomes much more when to the fire it's thrown?

What hatches without food?

Who works when he plays and plays when he works?

Walk on the living, they don't even mumble. Walk on the dead, they mutter and grumble.

I have six faces but not even one body connected, 21 eyes in total but cannot see. What am I?

I have a face but no eyes, hands but no arms. What am I?

Hot tempered and sometimes it blows its top, making a mess of everything.

I drive men mad for the love of me. Easily beaten, never free. What am I?

Through its wounds, water does run. It once held many but now has none. What is it?

I walked and walked and at last I got it. I didn't want it. So I stopped and looked for it. When I found it, I threw it away.

What is the middle of water but is not an island?

I am a good state, there can be no doubt of it; But those who are in, entirely are out of it.

It can be repeated but rarely in the same way. It can't be changed but can be rewritten. It can be passed down, but should not be forgotten.

What comes in many varieties and can't be seen or touched, but it often makes you move?

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?

What occurs four times in every week, twice in every month, only once in a year but never in a day?

I am not alive and yet I grow. Just put me next to where it grows. A favorite of the summertime, best with friends when combined. What am I?

I can fill a house or fill your mouth but you can never catch me in your hands. What am I?

I am alive without breath and cold as death. I am never thirsty but always drinking. What am I?

I shift around, though always slowly. I never move more than a few inches at a time. A large movement by me can kill many people. I am huge, yet unseen by humans. What am I?

What is better than the best thing and worse than the worst thing?

A most delicious thing. It can be given but cannot be kept. Some awake from it after they've slept... But when it is the last even it can sting.

I run around the city, but I never move.

What is eaten but not grown and was born in water but will disappear if soaked?

If you break me, I do not stop working. If you touch me, I may be snared. If you lose me, nothing will matter.

A hand without flesh and nothing can I hold. My grip cannot be used until I am sold. What am I?

Black within and red without, With four corners round about. What am I?

I have one eye. See near and far. I hold the moments you treasure and the things that make you weep. What am I?

In the ground I am nothing, but give me time and I'll be something. What am I?

Every dawn begins with me. At dusk I'll be the first you see... Daisies grow from me, I'm told. And when I come, I end all code, but in the sun I won't be found. Yet still, each day I'll be around.

What travels from coast to coast without ever moving?

When I'm born I fly. When I'm alive I lay. When I'm dead I run.

I have three heads. Cut off one, I become stronger. Cut off two, I become ten. What am I?

If you slash it, It heals at once.

You use this to clean although it is small. If you forget it, your smile will appall. What is it?

When liquid splashes me, none seeps through. When I am moved a lot, liquid I spew. When I am hit, color I change... And I am very easy to flex.

What I am filled, I can point the way. When I am empty, Nothing moves me. I have two skins. One without and one within.

What is easy to get into, and hard to get out of?

What hole do you mend with holes?

When I live I cry, If you don't kill me I'll die.

Almost everyone sees me without noticing me, for what is beyond is what he or she seeks.

At the end of my yard there is a vat, four-and-twenty ladies dancing in that; Some in green gowns, and some with blue hat; He is a wise man who can tell me that.

It holds most knowledge that has ever been said. But is not the brain, is not the head. To feathers and their masters, it's both bane and boon. One empty, and one full.

What has a bell but isn't a church. Is full of air but is not a balloon?

What can be heard and caught but never seen?

This has no beginning, middle or end, and all the greatest thinkers see it but can't comprehend. What is it?

I have a frame but no pictures. I have poles but not standing up. What am I?

What does no man want, yet no man want to lose?

Six legs, two heads, Two hands, one long nose. Yet he uses only four legs Wherever he goes.

What can hold all days, weeks, and months but still fit on a table?

The most beautiful and useless of human acts.

I am very important, but often overlooked. What am I?

I am where the sky is orange, I am where the glass is red, I am the land of violet bananas and the home to blue oranges.

A hundred years I once did live, and often wholesome food did give... And since my death – I pray give ear, I oft have traveled far and near.

I crawl on the earth and rise on a pillar. What am I?

I have a little sister, they call her Peep, Peep; She wades the waters deep, deep, deep; She climbs the mountains high, high, high; Poor little creature she has but one eye.

This dish consists of a rolled tortilla with a filling typically of beef or chicken and served with a chili sauce.

I have fangs and enjoy piercing holes with a single bite. What am I?

A thing with a thundering breech. It weighing a thousand welly... They say it hath death in its belly.

There is a body without a heart. That has a tongue and yet no head. Buried it was before it was made, and loud it speaks and yet is dead.

We are little airy creatures, all of different voice and features, one of us in glass is set. One of us you'll find in jet... What are we?

I am million people's wakeup call. What am I?

I have palms but not on hands, I offer foods from distant lands, When at my peak you'll see me smoke... What am I?

A shimmering field that reaches far. Yet it has no tracks, And is crossed without paths.

So beautiful and cold, So young and yet so old, Alive but always dead, Still hungry when has fed...

What can you add to a bucket full of water to make it lighter?

When your undies attack you.

My love for Eliza shall never know my first; neither shall it be my second; but it shall be my whole.

I can never be stolen from you. I am owned by everyone. Some have more, some have less. What am I?

This old one runs forever, but never moves at all. He has not lungs nor throat, but still a mighty roaring call. What is it?

What scientists might call your pooch.

What do people make that you can't see?

If I turn my head, you may go where you want, but if I turn again, you could stay and rot. What am I?

What weeps without eyes or eyelids, her tears rejoicing sons and fathers; and when she laughs and no tears fall, her laughter saddens all hearts?

An iron horse with a flaxen tail. The faster the horse runs, the shorter his tail becomes.

What runs but cannot walk?

Long and slinky like a trout, never sings till it's guts come out.

What dresses for summer and sheds in the winter?

Halfway up the hill, I see you at last, lying beneath me with your sounds and sights. A city in the twilight, dim and vast, with smoking roofs, soft bells, and gleaming lights.

I am small, but, when entire, of force to set a town on fire; Let but one letter disappear, I then can hold a herd of deer; Take one more off, and then you'll find I once contained all human kind.

Things here are usually tagged with red stickers. What am I?

I am a sharp looking horse with a flaxen tail. The longer I run the shorter my tail becomes. What am I?

What devours all and can kill a king. Destroy a town and crushes mountains down?

I have two arms, but fingers none. I have two feet, but cannot run. I carry well, but I have found I carry best with my feet off the ground. What am I?

Many people own a copy of me. Without me the world would fall. What am I?

A prickly house a little host contains; The pointed weapons keep back from pains, So he, unarmed, safe in his fort remains.

There she goes over the road, a young mare that is whinnying. A fiery spot on her forehead, with her hindquarters ablaze.

I heard of a wonder, of words moth-eaten... and the robber-guest. Not one wit the wiser. For the words he had mumbled.

I have wheels and flies, yet I am not an aircraft. What am I?

As strong as love, more dangerous than cancer.

I am full of wisdom and knowledge. I get what you want in a blink of an eye. I am known to man as full of endless wisdom. What am I?

I twist and turn and leaves a loop. What am I?

I come in many shapes and colors. I sing in the breeze but only live 7 months. What am I?

I fly to any foreign parts, assisted by my spreading wings. My body holds an hundred hearts... I issue fire from my side. What am I?

Who makes it, has no need of it. Who buys it, has no use for it. Who uses it can neither see nor feel it. What is it?

What do pandas have that no other animal has?

The floor's on top, the roof's beneath, and from this place I rarely leave. Yet with the passing of each day. A new horizon greets my gaze.

What is harder to catch the faster you run?

This mother comes from a family of eight, Supports her children in spite of their weight, Turns around without being called, Has held you since the time you crawled.

They are two brothers. However much they run, they do not reach each other.

What is it that no man ever saw, which never was, but always will be?

In 1990, a person is 15 years old. In 1995, that same person is 10 years old. How can this be?

What can you lose that will cause other people to lose theirs too?

When it comes to me, you go on red and stops on green. What am I?

I go around and in the house, but never touches the house. What am I?

It stands upright and can be quite grand. Its secret is not hidden but right at hand. What is it?

It cannot be seen, it cannot be felt, Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt, Lies behind stars and under hills, and empty holes it fills. Comes first follows after, Ends life kills laughter.

What must take a bow before it can speak?

I beam, I shine, I sparkle white. I'll brighten the day with a single light. I'll charm and enchant all. I'll bring the best in you all. What am I?

What is so delicate that saying its name breaks it?

Lives without a body, hears without ears, speaks without a mouth, to which the air alone gives birth. What is it?

What moves across the land but never has to steer? It has delivered our goods year after year. What is it?

I am always in front of you, but you will never see me. What am I?

They try to beat me, they try in vain. And when I win, I end the pain.

I am rarely touched but often held, and if you are smart you'll use me well. What am I?

I am not alive but seem so, because I dance and breathe with no legs or lungs of my own. What am I?

Has a tongue, but never talks. Has no legs, but sometimes walks.

What has green hair, a round red head and a long thin white beard?

I cause involuntary movements in your vehicle. What am I?

Green but not a lizard, white without being snow, and bearded without being a man.

I have two legs, but they only touch the ground while I'm at rest. What am I?

It's shorter than the rest, but when you're happy, you raise it up like it's the best. What is it?

A man lives on the top floor of a hotel... When he goes out alone or on a sunny day, he goes half way up and walks the rest of the way up. Why?

What word in the English language does the following: the first two letters signify a male, the first three letters signify a female, the first four letters signify a great, while the entire world signifies a great woman?

I am the reason you run. I am the reason you scream. I am the cause of your pain. I am a cage from which you will never be free.

A prisoner is told: 'If you tell a lie, we will hang you and if you tell the truth, we will shoot you'. What did the prisoner say to save himself?

Born in an instant. I tell all stories. I can be lost. But I never die. What am I?

I am a term used to confirm. But take away my front, my face, I become known as human avarice.

Four golfers named Mr. Black, Mr. White, Mr. Brown and Mr. Blue were competing in a tournament... Which one of the golfers is Mr. Blue?

From the beginning of eternity. To the end of time and space. To the beginning of every end. And the end of every place. What am I?

What runs but never walks, has a mouth but never talks, has a head but never weeps, has a bed but never sleeps?

I am the beginning of everything, the end of time and space, the beginning of every end, and the end of every place. What am I?

What gets bigger the more you take away?

There are 500 coffins and 500 men who need them... How many are open?

What has a mouth but can't talk?

Once I'm 24. Twice I'm 20. Three times I'm inappropriate. What am I?

What stays where it is when it goes off?

You have to travel far before you turn it over. What is it?

What does a rich man needs that a poor man has?

How far can a dog run into the woods?

Turn me on my side and I am everything. Cut me in half and I am nothing. What am I?

I can be flipped and broken but I never move. I can be closed, and opened, and sometimes removed. I am sealed by hands. What am I?

Which eight-letter word still remains a word after removing each letter from it?

Why is 6 afraid of 7?

What can you hold in your left hand and not in your right?

What is the longest fruit?