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(1) Stronger than a mighty oak,
Home to hare and badgerfolk, Eternal as the setting sun, You should know what I am way before I am done. What am I? (2) What exists in the merry, Lacks in the weak, Echoes deep from the happy, And is not heard from the meak? (3) When you approach, look out of dexteree, Or maybe sinistree, To see it a stormy rope was one of the first, It has saved animal's lives from the worst. A hare saw it was made of stone, It had no flesh or bone, Swim it cannot, Gives shade it does a lot, It shall never catch a trout, Now tell me what I talk about. (4) This thing it opens at morning and night, But never wants to see evening's light, It has a head of great beauty, For they all have a duty, To help eachother grow. (5) I look like a flower, Sting like a bee, I eat dead leaves and branches, And sometimes it's hard to look at me. --Sent in by Songbreeze, 7 coins (6) I have a spine but no body, you may own me at one time or another, I hold a great deal of information yet I have not got a head. (7) It's the beginning, middle and end of peek, And the middle of every pie, What you have is something you must beware What am I? (8) We're the first note on a Xyliphone And always get kicked out, We have the tail of a wolf, We are the last to fall We are the fastest runners, And always first in line, Finally I hate mice. (9) Second to scaly, The third step of every walk, I'm the second out the door, Yes, I'm always first but third in line, Who am I? (10) I dry as I get wetter; what am I? (11) The more that is taken out of me, the bigger I am; what am I? (12) What do you break by saying its name? (13) My stripe is the color of glowing light, Children I love and save them from harm, A bird named Skarlath would have never again take flight, If I hadn't saved him from the sixclawed villan, Who had an army of a million, I fought him and won, My great mountain back, and visited the one, Who gave birth to me, and helped me stay away, From the dark forest gates. (14) I am always wet and never dry, I am part of you when you cry, I can turn into air and ice, I make up alot of things even mice, Can you guess who I am, I bet if you try you can. (15) I am never dirty, But if you touch me you can get filthy, I'm the Badger Mothers worst enemy, There's more of me than grains of sand, I help little ones grow healthy and strong, My mother is alive and kicking, And so is my father, I was the very first thing on this planet. What am I? |
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