An Animal of Few Letters
I am an animal of few letters,
Remove the second and you can’t see,
Change it to “l” and I’m a punishment,
Yet backwards I’m a game.
What am I?
Frog. It only has four letters, removing the “r” leaves fog, which makes it hard to see. Changing the “r” to an “l” makes flog, a punishment I hope you’ve never experienced. Flog backwards is golf, a game some would call a punishment when you keep swinging away at the ball yet it remains perched on its little white tower of terror while the other golfers impatiently wait for you to tee off.
Every Dawn Begins With Me
Every dawn begins with me
At dusk I’ll be the first you see
And daybreak couldn’t come without
What midday centers all about
Daises grow from me, I’m told
And when I come, I end all cold
But in the sun I won’t be found
Yet still, each day I’ll be around
The letter “d”.
Sweet And Valuable, But Lightning Fast
A tiny thing, that you exist,
Sweet and valuable, but lightning fast,
Combined minds and a member of royalty,
Without me you would die.
What am I?
The letter ‘b’, the verb to be or a bee. The letter b and a bee are both small and to be means you exist. Bees make honey, which is sweet, and their wings are going at around 230 beats per second. Bees are valuable because they pollinate flowers. They live in hives and the queen bee runs the show. If it weren’t for bees, we would probably starve to death.
Thought Follows Closely Behind
I can run but not walk. Wherever I go, thought follows close behind. What am I?
A nose.
Cheap To Make, Easy To Define
I’m cheap to make and easy to define.
A riverbank could populate the line.
What am I?
A boundary.
By Sef Daystrom
To Make In a Burning House
I am the best thing to make if you’re in a burning house. And you’d better make me quickly before the fire’s too hot to take.
Haste. You need to make haste to get out of the burning house as soon as possible.
Four of Us In Your Field
Four of us are in your field
But our differences keep us at yield
First, a one that is no fool
Though he resembles a gardener’s tool
Next, one difficult to split in two
And a girl once had one as big as her shoe
Then, to the mind, one’s a lovely bonder
And truancy makes it grow fonder
Last, a stem connecting dots of three
Knowing all this, what are we?
The four suits in a deck of standard playing cards
The Spade is a gardener’s tool.
The Diamond is the hardest gem to break. “Little Girl and Queen” is a Mother Goose rhyme, in which the Queen gave the girl a large diamond for picking the Queen some roses.
The Heart bonds with the mind to form love. Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
The Club, or Clover, is three dots connected around a stem.