Always Done On Purpose
Of all the things that are broken,
this makes the least noise
and is always done on purpose.
Bread.
By Sef Daystrom
Thirty White Horses On A Red Hill
Thirty white horses on a red hill,
first champ, then stamp, and then stand still
Your teeth.
As I went over London Bridge
As I went over London Bridge
I met my sister Jenny
I broke her neck and drank her blood
And left her standing empty
A bottle of gin.
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.
A Harvest Sown and Reaped
A harvest sown and reaped on the same day
In an unplowed field,
Which increases without growing,
Remains whole though it is eaten
Within and without,
Is useless and yet
The staple of nations.
A war.
I Am Whole But Incomplete
I am whole but incomplete. I have no eyes, yet I see. You can see, and see right through me. My largest part is one fourth of what I once was.
What am I?
A skeleton.
Sometimes I Enter With a Gong
I’m a word, six letters long,
I sometimes enter with a gong.
All in order from A to Z,
I start with the letter B.
What is the word?
Begins
It has six letters, when a meditation begins they sound the gong, and the letters are in alphabetical order.