Composer's Prologue | ||
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no. | Solve | Word Riddles |
1 | A Red wig | I'm a wig labeled four; only worn for a while; I allow for one's head to sport bright crimson style |
2 | A Cloth Hanger | I dwell in a closet when dressed in a shirt; when stored on me clothes will stay free of wrinkles and dirt |
3 | A Globe | On a pedestal golden, I'm Earth recreated; I display every country whenever I’m rotated |
4 | A sword in a stone | Only by Arthur may I be removed; by this feat, his right to the throne will be proved |
5 | “Help” on the mirror | I'm a smear o'er reflections and a victim's request; a sign of some peril which must be addressed |
6 | A Jester's hat | On a court's clownish figure I jingle and ring; a costume for one entertaining a king |
7 | Robin Hood | On a court's clownish figure I jingle and ring; a costume for one entertaining a king |
8 | A Yellow Feather | I’m a yellow pluck from what children may find scary, for I could only come from a monstrous canary |
9 | A pirate's hat | I complete an ensemble with peg leg and hook; a head-topper for those playing sea faring crooks |
10 | A Toy boat | To traverse a river, I'm a doll's safest bet, but anything heavier would likely get wet |
11 | A bouquet with one pink flower | We're a freshly picked five gently scenting the air; one of colorful pink and two ivory pairs |
12 | A Set of pillows | The gentle supporters of night's dreaming heads, we're fluffy decor strewn about upon beds |
13 | A Pistol | I’m drawn from the hip, held straight I'm aimed; to kill is the function for which I am famed |
14 | A Fruti Hat | I’m a fashionable headdress grown mostly on trees; an accessory perfect for snacking with ease |
15 | A Crown | A symbol of rulers from ages ago, I'd look best with a royal man's head just below |
16 | A Star Wand | I'd be home in the hand of fairy in flight; casting her spells with my points shining bright |
17 | A Cowboy Boot | You'd find me in pairs in a western saloon, or stepping ten paces in duels at high noon |
18 | A Black Cat | You'll be down on your luck after I cross your path; when I swipe my claws, rats will feel my wrath |
19 | A Gray Wig | I'm number eleven and right for the head, should a young actor want to look older instead |
20 | Sleeping Beauty | Once cursed by witch, I have dreamt ever since and here I shall stay until smooched by a prince |
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9 Oct 2008
Dressing Room: Stage 1
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