Voiceless It Cries
Voiceless it cries, wingless flutters, toothless bites, mouth-less mutters. What is it?
The wind.
Do Not Begrudge This
Do not begrude this,
For it is the fate of every man.
Yet it is feared,
And shunned in many lands.
Causes problems, and sometimes gaps,
Can hobble the strongest, and make memory laps.
What is this danger we all face?
For being a part – of the human race.
Growing old.
You Twirl My Body
You twirl my body but I keep my head up high.
When I go in I keep things tight.
What am I?
A screw.
One Tooth To Bite
One tooth to bite,
He’s the forest’s foe.
One tooth to fight,
As all Norse know.
What is it?
An axe.
Days of Summer
My days are in the summer
When you’ll eat me when I’m hot
In fact I’ll even eat myself
Where battles tough are fought
But when you find me in a fight
‘Twill be high in the sky
And if you catch me napping
I suggest you let me lie
When you’re bad come to my house
From Ma get thoughts profound
Am I big or am I small?
Some say I’m just a pound.
Dog. Dog days, hot dog, dog pound, dog fight.
Dead At The End of An Alley
A man is found dead at the end of an alley. A detective who enters the scene sees the letter X and immediately knows who killed the man and why. What did the detective conclude?
The alley is a bowling alley. The man who was killed was a pin spotter (an old profession where they would reset the pins by hand). The X was the marking on the score sheet for a strike. The detective saw the letter X and knew that the person bowled last, got a strike, and was due to bowl again. But they bowled before the pin spotter could get out of the way.
Submitted by Dennis