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Drasche
Guest
That is very close. The finger is the tower. But the sun. . . .?
Eyesight?John_Durtche said:I am guarded or exposed,
But my gates are daily closed.
I am keen,
Yet I have no spleen.
As the sea, from me, may flow,
I find the night my only foe.
What am I?
Elf_Ariel said:Ressssurrrrects!
Okay so I couldn't resist!
What starts out gold and ends up silver
I start out whole and end up a sliver
I change the world, yet seem so small
Do not worry, I wont fall
What am I?
You rub me, you whipe me,
You scrub me, you (should) like me.
You sniff me, you drop me,
You lift me, you hop me.
What am I?
Now c'mon they're easy...
Ryu Shadowstep said:Alright, I got one here it goes
It cannot be seen. It cannot be felt nor heard or smelt. It lies behind stars and under hills and empty holes it fills. It comes first and follows after. Ends life and kills laughter. What is it?
Babylon Logos said:Favoured by men, I am found far and wide,
taken from woods and the heights of the town,
From high and from low. during each day
bees brought me through the bright sky
skillfully home to a shelter. Soon after that
I was taken by men and bathed in a tub.
Now I blind them and chasten them, and cast
a young man at once to the ground,
and sometimes an old one too.
He who struggles against my strength,
he who dares grapple with me, discovers immediately
that he will hit the hard floor with his back
if he persists with such stupidity.
Deprived of his strength and strangely loquacious,
he's a fool, who rules neither his mind
nor his hands nor his feet.
Now ask me, my friends,
who knocks young men stupid,
and as his slave binds them
in broad waking daylight?
Yes ask me my name.
Elf_Ariel said:Another to add to the mix:
Both loud and silent
'Pending on who looks at me
Small and large
Heavy and light
Often a quirk of hindsight
Some believe me worthy
Some collect me
Some burn me
What am I?
Hopefully it's easy enough.
Babylon Logos said:Darkness
QUOTE]
Correct.
oops...
Toxicsyn said:i believe the elf lady was refering to Mead