The Moonlight Sonatas |
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no. | Solve | Word Riddles |
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1 | A Lantern | Fueled by oil and lit with a spark, I enable a camper to see in the dark |
2 | A Hairbrush | When a tangle-free hairdo is what you have planned, I'm a most helpful item to have in your hand |
3 | A Doll | I'm a pretty and frilly dressed porcelain toy, more commonly owned by a girl than boy |
4 | A Hat with a bow | If you fancy a hat or a bow on your hair, I'm the mix of the two which you may choose to wear |
5 | A Vase of dried stems | From top to bottom, I'm narrow to wide; the sprigs held within me have long ago died |
6 | A Playing card | In a game using me, luck determines your fate; I'm a part of a pari or, with luck, a flush or a straight |
7 | A Snake | A bearer of scales, I'm drawn in the grain; my bite may result in your death, not just pain |
8 | A Reindeer | I'm one of eight who pull a Christmas-time sleigh, carved in what's meant to keep clothes stored away
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9 | A Pair of Glasses | If one has weak eyes,I must rest on his nose, before he views words set in vertical rows |
10 | A Trunk marked with Shoes | Blow hat and handle I'm carved with great care, the lone two-dimensional high heeled pair |
11 | A Roller- Skate | If saving time while walking downhill's your goal, my wheels on your feet would allow you to roll |
12 | A Shoe with a gold buckel | Like many around me, a foot I would hold, but I'm missing a partner and am fastened by gold |
13 | A Toy Train | My journey begins when my cars are all full; I've no tracks at my size, so I follow a string's pull |
14 | A Golden man statue | I'm a miniature man who was made in a mold, cast by the pouring of liquefied gold |
15 | An Umbrella | When carried outdoors, I'm oft opened wide, but always closed up when I'm taken inside |
16 | A Violin | On the night at the opera, as a vocalist sings, I'm found in the pit, in a section of string |
17 | An Hourglass | I hold bits of the beach in an eight made of glass; when I'm flipped, the bits fall as the time starts to pass |
18 | A Silver Tea pot | I whistle when I reach a boiling degree; it signals my contents are ready for tea |
19 | A Pirate bust | A crook from years past. I once sailed the seas, but I'm missing my arms, my waist, feet and knees |
20 | A Bottle of Perfume | To make you smell lovely's for what I am made; when I'm squeezed, a most wonderful fragrance is sprayed |
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