What Once Was Red Is Black Instead
Tear one off and scratch my head, what once was red is black instead. What am I?
A match. You tear a match out of a matchbook and scratch the head to light it, then the red tip turns black from the flame.
This is an exact duplicate of Tear One Off and Scratch My Head but I’m leaving it to avoid broken links.
What Every Man Has and Gives To Their Wife
What does every man have, some longer or shorter than others and they give it to their wife when they get married?
Note: This may not be appropriate for younger ages.
A last name.
Stars Awash in a Sheen of Light
Stars awash in a sheen of light
It calls out loud in vile delight.
Listeners endure in fright.
Vicious brute that reigns at night,
Evil whelped of heinous bite,
Renewed by wax, it regains might.
A leading way to slay the beast,
Get the hidden weapon thus released.
What is this describing?
Hint: The first letter of each line has a clue
A werewolf (vulnerable to silver bullets).
Sits in the Corner
I sit in a corner and travel around the world. What am I?
A stamp.
This is nearly a duplicate of Lives in the Corner.
The Beginning of the End
I am the beginning of the end, and the end of time and space. I am essential to creation, and I surround every place. What am I?
The letter e. End, timE, spacE, Every placE.
A Treasure to Many
A necessity to some, a treasure to many,
I’m best enjoyed among pleasant company.
Some like me hot, some like me cold.
Some prefer mild, some like me bold.
What am I?
Coffee.
Moved Like the Tide
Dear Brother,
In the past, men believed
that it moved like the tide.
Till its movement desists,
we will always be this.
Blood.
By Sef Daystrom