Child Prodigy |
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no. | Solve | Word Riddles |
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1 | A Music Sheet | I've instructions upon me for playing a tune, so a player won't play notes too late or too soon |
2 | A Colony of Bats | Hunting by sonar and hanging fogether, we travel by wing though we haven't a feather |
3 | A Large Rabbit | Though the largest of three with the greatest of ears, I still dash to a hole when I sense danger is near |
4 | A Howling Wolf | I'm the howling form of a man turned to beast, under moonlight a pack hunter stalking fore feast |
5 | A Rabbit with a lopped ear | Among three who would nibble on root veggies found, only my listeners point to both sky and to ground |
6 | A Book Numbered 9 | I'm a lone numbered volume without any mate, one who'd rightly be kept betwixt tomes ten and eight |
7 | A Glass Bottle | When corked I'd keep liquid for transport by hand, an incredible feat for what once was hot sand |
8 | An Axe | I'm a tree chopper drawn on where many have stood; a stylized image of a tool to cut wood |
9 | A Piano Bench | When a pianist's ready to entertain guests, I'm the comfortable spot where his deriere rests |
10 | A Hole in a tree | It's a bounty of nuts for the winter I hold; I'm a hollow made refuge for squirrels when cold |
11 | A Large fish | I watch from a distance my smaler kin's school; if judged by our size, I'm the finned one who'd rule |
12 | A Clay pot | A spherical keeper composed of formed clay, to the right of two tomes is where I'm stored away |
13 | A Fallen Apple | Sitting soundly in grass due to gravity's force, I am destined for stomach, though trees are my source |
14 | A Female deer | To escape hunter's sights. across fields I've fled; speed's my only defense without points on my head |
15 | A Chess Board | I'm a surface oft crossed by rook, pawn and khingt; a gaming board covered by squares black and white |
16 | A Jewel | As light refracts through circular me it sparkles and glows; I'm valuable stone to be found under toes |
17 | A Locked Chest | Kept upon shelf but not something you'd read, I'm in what a key's turned when it's treasure you need |
18 | A Leaning red book | I'm the one to stand out from the set of sixteen; like the others, I'm crimson, but left fo I lean |
19 | A Book with a Fish Symbol | My Spine would imply I hold undersea tales, for the tail on my binding is one with wet scales |
20 | A Face down open book | I'm an open collection of tale and lore, one that's currently readable only by floor |
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