Little Cat’s Feet
It comes in on little cat’s feet,
Is neither sour, nor sweet.
Hovers in the air,
And then is not there.
Fog or mist
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.
Worn By Men For Privacy
I’m an argument of why my side should win,
And worn by men for privacy.
I don’t last long if I get under your skin,
And I rhyme with a kind of misery.
What am I?
Brief (or briefs). A legal brief is a short outline of the arguments in a court case, briefs are worn by men to cover their privates. Brief also means to not last long and brief rhymes with grief, a kind of misery.
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”.
Earthen Home Not a Den
This earthen home is not a den.
I’ve seen impressive rows of them.
As lost as any man becomes,
he always finds his way back home.
A grave.
By Sef Daystrom
I Have Wings But Cannot Fly
I have wings but cannot fly.
I can do the twist but can’t move around.
People enjoy relaxing in my company.
What am I?
A ceiling fan.