Submissions by QueenofRiddles
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Riddle #3
I am the Riddle Queen, riddle me this:
What grows smaller and smaller the longer it sits,
Larger and larger the longer it drips?
What grows smaller and smaller the longer it sits,
Larger and larger the longer it drips?
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Riddle #2
I am the Riddle Queen, riddle me this:
What houses the most ancient remains,
Yet is a remnant itself?
What houses the most ancient remains,
Yet is a remnant itself?
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Riddle #1
I am the Riddle Queen, riddle me this:
What be gentle as a mother's hand,
Yet grindeth lofty mountains to sand?
Ev'ry year it slayeth some, 'tis true;
Yet this day it bringeth life to you.
What be gentle as a mother's hand,
Yet grindeth lofty mountains to sand?
Ev'ry year it slayeth some, 'tis true;
Yet this day it bringeth life to you.
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