Three Brothers Share A Family Sport
Three brothers share a family sport:
A non-stop marathon
The oldest one is fat and short
And trudges slowly on
The middle brother’s tall and slim
And keeps a steady pace
The youngest runs just like the wind,
A-speeding through the race
“He’s young in years, we let him run,”
The other brothers say
“‘Cause though he’s surely number one,
He’s second, in a way.”
The hands on a clock (hour, minute, second).
I Live Above A Star
I live above a star but never burn. I have 11 neighbors but they never turn. My initials are p, q, r and sometimes s.
What am I?
Number 7 on a phone keypad.
A Cowboy Rides Into Town On Friday
A cowboy rides into town on Friday, stays for three days and leaves on Friday. How did he do it?
The horse’s name is Friday
A Mouth On My Head And Eat Everything
I have a mouth on my head and eat everything.
What am I?
A backpack.