Wednesday, July 26, 2006

This old one runs forever, but never moves at all. He has not lungs nor throat, but still a mighty roaring call. What is it?The answer is written below, backwards. Posted by Picasa
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Mountains will crumble and temples will fall, and no man can survive its endless call . What is it?The answer is written below , backwards. Posted by Picasa
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I was carried into a dark room and set on fire. I wept, and then my head was cut off. What am I?The answer is below written backwards. Posted by Picasa
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Black am I and much admired, men seek me until they're tired. When they find me, they break my head, and take me from my resting bed . What am I?The answer is below , written backwards. Posted by Picasa
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Read my riddle, I pray. What god never sees, what the king seldom sees, and what we see every day. What is it? Posted by Picasa
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What can be heard and caught but never seen?The answer is below, written backwards. Posted by Picasa
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I'm as small as an ant, as big as a whale, I'll approach like a breeze, but can come like a gale. By some I get hit, but all have shown fear. I'll dance to the music, through I can't hear. Of names I have many, of names I have one. I'm as slow as a snail, but from me you can't run. What am I?The answer is below, written backwards. Posted by Picasa
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