One Strand Dangles
One strand dangles.
Two strands twist.
Three or more can
fashion this.
Braids
By Sef Daystrom
Black, Red and White
What’s black when you get it, red when you use it, and white when you’re all through with it?
Charcoal.
I Have Hundreds of Legs
I have hundreds of legs but I can only lean,
You make me feel dirty so you can feel clean.
What am I?
A broom.
A City in the Twilight
Half-way up the hill, I see thee at last, lying beneath me with thy sounds and sights — A city in the twilight, dim and vast, with smoking roofs, soft bells, and gleaming lights.
The Past (Longfellow).
Weight In My Belly
Weight in my belly;
trees on my back;
nails in my ribs;
feet I do lack.
A ship.
The Person Who Makes It Sells It
The person who makes it, sells it.
The person who buys it never uses it.
The person who uses it doesn’t know it.
What is it?
A coffin.
Rarely Touched, Often Held
I’m rarely touched but often held and if you’re wise you’ll use me well. What am I?
Your tongue.
