The Defining Moment
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1 | A Roman numeral XII | I'm a three that's been doubled and doubled again; a number that's made of two I's and a ten |
2 | A Trophy | I'm given to winners and not to the rest; a gift to the player who's performed the best |
3 | A Bat | While many fear darkness, within it I thrive; using sonar, I hunt in the night to survice |
4 | A Nermaid statue | I'm a humanoid form, fit for sub-surface motion; while men live in cities, I dwell in the ocean |
5 | An Oil can | I'm fetched when a once-silent door's hinges creak; it's my singular function to stop metal's squeak |
6 | A Telescope | You'll find a glass circle at each of my ends; look into the small one and spot distant friends |
7 | A Lunch pail | I may well provide you a meal in a crumch, for within me ia a quickly accessible lunch |
8 | An Hourglass | I track minutes without use of number or hand; my work is accomplished by slow-falling sand |
9 | A Length of rope | I'm perfectly innocent, left hanging loose, but the quickest of killers when tied in a noose |
10 | An Artist's pallet | I'm the locale of oil-paint storage and mixture; a place to load brushes when painting a picture |
11 | A Baskets of potatoes | Once grown, we are pulled from the dirt where we hide, and served as fried strip at a hamburger's side |
12 | A Pair of dices | We're consulted inmany board games you may play; you'll move only the number of spaces we say |
13 | A Harp | I'm played by the strumming and plucking of strings, to make music to which angles may sing |
14 | An Etched bull's eye | Toward me, carefully aimed arrows have soared; those striking my center will find they have scored |
15 | A Key | If on your way out should you leave me behind, a for - hire locksmith is who you should find |
16 | A Viking helmet | I fit best on Norse warriors, mighty and large, or any who want to act out a bull's charge |
17 | An Open book | I've been opened wide by a strong blowing breeze; my parts now exposed were produced from cut trees |
18 | A Stone Jug | I'm held by the likeness of somebody's daughter; a sculpted stone hollow for carrying water |
19 | A Stone Lion | While I'd feast upon meat where I typically dwel, here I hunt the stone zebra and marble gazelle |
20 | A Skeleton | I've been walles away when I should have been put in the groun; left to rest where ashes and smoke may be found |
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