Think of Person Who Lives in Disguise
First think of a person who lives in disguise, who deals in secrets and tells naught but lies.
Next tell me what’s the last to mend, the middle of middle and the end of end.
Finally give me the sound often heard during the search for a hard to find word.
Now string them together and answer me this, which creature are you unwilling to kiss?
A spider. The person in disguise is a spy, the letter d is the last letter in mend, in the middle of middle and the last letter of end. When someone can’t think of a word they often say, “Err”. And lastly, I don’t know about you, but I’m not keen to kiss a spider.
This one is a duplicate of Deals In Secrets Tells Nothing But Lies but I’m keeping it to avoid broken links.
My Thunder, Lightning and Rain
My thunder comes before the lightning.
My lightning comes before the clouds.
My rain dries all the land it touches.
What am I?
A volcano.
(via Reddit)
Broken Before Use
I am broken before you use me,
I brighten your day until I die.
What am I?
Glow sticks that you have to break to start glowing, then they fade out (die).
I Run Up The Stairs
I run up and down the stairs without moving. What am I?
A rug.
Doesn’t Fly Even With Wings
I have four wings but cannot fly,
I’ve never laughed nor will ever cry,
As much as I’d love to leave the ground,
I toil away with nary a sound.
What am I?
A windmill. The typical windmill, like the ones Don Quixote chased, have four vanes or sails. You might even say they look like wings. Windmills don’t have emotions, so they can’t laugh or cry. And since they don’t have actual wings, windmills don’t get off the ground. A well-oiled little bugger won’t make a peep.