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I know Marie has probably posted some of these.
What is so fragile that when you say its name you break it?
I have a tail, and I have a head, but i have no body. I am NOT a snake.
What has 4 wheels and flies?
What does an Island and the letter T have in common?
What falls, but does not break, and what breaks but does not fall?
What, when you take away the whole, you still have some left over?
What gets wetter and wetter the more it dries?
Give me food, and I will live; give me water, and I will die. What am I?
The man who invented it doesn't want it. The man who bought it doesn't need it. The man who needs it doesn't know it. What is it?
I run over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night I sit not alone. My tongue hangs out, up and to the rear, awaiting to be filled in the morning. What am I?
Throw it off the highest building, and I'll not break. But put me in the ocean, and I will. What am I?
What can run but never walks, has a mouth but never talks, has a head but never weeps, has a bed but never sleeps?
A certain crime is punishable if attempted but not punishable if committed. What is it?
You use a knife to slice my head and weep beside me when I am dead. What am I?
I'm the part of the bird that's not in the sky. I can swim in the ocean and yet remain dry. What am I?
I am mother and father, but never birth or nurse. I'm rarely still, but I never wander. What am I?
I went into the woods and got it. I sat down to seek it. I brought it home with me because I couldn't find it. What am I?
I am weightless, but you can see me. Put me in a bucket, and I'll make it lighter. What am I?
I never was, am always to be,
No one ever saw me, nor ever will,
And yet I am the confidence of all
To live and breathe on this terrestrial ball.
What am I?
I'm light as a feather, yet the strongest man can't hold me for much more than a minute. What am I?
I am the black child of a white father, a wingless bird, flying even to the clouds of heaven. I give birth to tears of mourning in pupils that meet me, even though there is no cause for grief, and at once on my birth I am dissolved into air. What am I?
Pronounced as one letter,
And written with three,
Two letters there are,
And two only in me.
I'm double, I'm single,
I'm black, blue, and gray,
I'm read from both ends,
And the same either way.
What am I?
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