Riddle:
I was born blind, And could not see, Until it was a quarter of three. I could not smile, Til half past six, And all of my arms and legs Were made of sticks. What am I?
Answer: A doll.
Riddle:
This thing is a most amazing thing. For it can be both as sharp as a knife, Or as flat as a floor. And yet, for all that it can be, It is as natural as a bee. What is it?
Answer: Music.
Riddle:
A football player is running to get a net under a lady who looks like she might jump off the balcony of her 20 story apartment building. There is nothing below her except a 20 story fall. The player is still 100 yards away when she falls and can't nearly get there in time. The woman is not hurt more than a bruise.
How is that possible?
Answer: She fell back into her apartment!
Riddle:
As I went across the bridge, I met a man with a load of wood which was neither straight nor crooked. What kind of wood was it?
Answer: Sawdust.
Riddle:
Why should doctors attend to window-sashes?
Answer: Because they have so many panes (pains).
Riddle:
Why is France like a skeleton?
Answer: Because only the bony part is left.
This is a play on words referring to Napoleon Bonaparte who played a key role in the 1789 French Revolution and was the first Emporer of France from 1804-15.
Riddle:
What has 4 wheels and flies?
Answer: A garbage truck! lol!
Riddle:
Round as an apple, Deep as a cup, All the King's horses Can't pull it up.
What is it?
Answer: It is a well.
Riddle:
What is that which, supposing it's greatest breadth to be four inches, length nine inches, and depth three inches and contains a solid foot?
Answer: A shoe.
Riddle:
How is it possible to always find what you're looking for in the last place you look?
Answer: If you find what your are looking for then you would stop looking so it would be in the last place you look.
Riddle:
Why is a rose-bud like a promissory note?
Answer: It matures by falling dew.
Riddle:
Why is a gooseberry pie like counterfeit money?
Answer: Because it is not currant (current).
Riddle:
With potent, flowery words speak I, Of something common, vulgar, dry; I weave webs of pedantic prose, In effort to befuddle those, Who think I while time away, In lofty things, above all-day The common kind that lingers where Monadic beings live and fare; Practical I may not be, But life, it seems, is full of me! What am I?
Answer: A riddler. ( or riddle )
Riddle:
As destructive as life, As healing as death; An institutioner of strife, Just as prone to bless. It is all that is good, Yet with an evil trend; As it was the beginning of things, It can also be the end. What is it?
Answer: It is fire!
Riddle:
There is not wind enough to twirl That one red leaf, nearest of its clan, Which dances as often as dance it can. What is it?
Answer: The answer is “flame” (or “fire”). This riddle is related to a quote by Samuel Taylor Coleridge. The “one red leaf” is a metaphor for a tongue of flame on a low fire, which “dances” and flickers even when there isn’t enough wind to twirl an actual leaf. Coleridge’s imagery captures how a small flame closest to the embers moves restlessly with the slightest draft, appearing like a red leaf among its “clan” of other flames and coals
Riddle:
Why is a man with wooden legs like one who has an even bargain?
Answer: Because he has nothing to boot.
Riddle:
Up and down,up and down, touching neither sky nor ground. What is it?
Answer: A pump handle.
Riddle:
Such a slim little stripe in a shiny, round coat! How it grows in the warm sun's bright rays! But its jacket still fits, and it's worthy of note That it isn't so, tall on cool days. Hint: It's not a fishing pole.
Answer: A Thermometer.
Riddle:
My first is a very uncomfortable state,
In cold weather it mostly abounds.
My second's an instrument formed of hard steel,
That will cause the stout foe to stagger and reel,
And when used, is a symptom of hate.
My whole is an author of greatest renown,
Whose fame to the last day of time will go down.
Who am I?
Answer: Shakespeare.
Riddle:
How many black beans will make five white ones?
Answer: Five when peeled.
