Riddle of the Day
Thursday, January 14, 2021
Flat as a leaf, round as a ring; Has two eyes, can't see a thing.
What is it?
|
Riddle of the Day
Wednesday, January 13, 2021
Tom and his younger sister were fighting. Their mother was tired of the fighting and decided to punish them by making them stand on the same piece of newspaper in such a way that they couldn't touch each other. How did she accomplish this?
|
Riddle of the Day
Monday, January 11, 2021
I act like a cat, I look like a cat, Yet I am not a cat. What am I?
|
Riddle of the Day
Sunday, January 10, 2021
I run all around the pasture but never move. What am I?
|
Riddle of the Day
Saturday, January 09, 2021
Name an eight letter word that has kst in the middle, in the beginning, and at the end.
|
Riddle of the Day
Friday, January 08, 2021
A slender body, a tiny eye, no matter what happens, I never cry. What am I?
|
Problem of the Week
An item is made from lead blanks in a lathe shop. Each blank suffices for 1 item. Lead shavings accumulated for making 6 items can be melted and made into a blank. How many items can be made from 36 blanks?
|
Weekly Enigma
<div class="poemq">
<div class="stanza">’Tis found in our troubles, ’tis mixed with our pleasures, ’Tis laid up above with our heavenly treasures; ’Tis whispered in heaven, and ’tis muttered in hell, And it findeth a place in each sybilline spell; In Paradise nestled, ’mid Eden’s fair flowers, It has sported with Eve in rose-perfumed bowers; ’Tis muttered in curses, yet breathed in our prayers; From the path of our duty it tempts us in snares. Deep, deep in our hearts you will find it engraved; Though in misery sunk, yet from sin it is saved. ’Tis found in the stream that flows on to the ocean; Though in bustle forever, ’tis ne’er in commotion. ’Tis wafted afar o’er the land in each breath; In the grave ’tis decaying—you'll find it in death. It is floating away on the broad stream of time, Yet it findeth a place in eternity’s clime. In the legends of nations it holdeth a place; There’s no charm without it to the beautiful face. In thunder you'll hear it, if closely you listen; In moonbeam and sunbeam forever ’twill glisten. In the dew-drop it sparkles; ’tis found in the forest; It whispers in peace when our need is the sorest. What am I?</div>
</div>
|
ADVERTISEMENT
|
Pet Boarding - Boarding.com
Thousands of Pet Hotels, Pet Sitters, Kennels, Doggie Day Care, Overnight Dog Boarding facilities, dog walkers and more...
|
|