The Moonlight Sonatas |
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no. | Solve | Word Riddles |
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1 | A Skeleton in the wall | I've rotted behind the wall where I was sealed; as the plaster decayed, I was finally revealed |
2 | A Chest hidden in the floor | For ages I've been sealed under the floor; a box where a treasure or secret is stored |
3 | A Letter written in blood | I was written out after a skin pricking pain, for the ink of my letters were drawn from a vein |
4 | A Blue Bird | It's tricky to spot me whenver I fly, for my color blends perfectly into the sky |
5 | A Key | On a jailors hip, I jingle like bells; I'm a tool to keep prisoners sealed in their cells |
6 | A Book about Sailing | When you want to converse with a sea-faring buddy, I'm the ideal volume of infor to study |
7 | A Bird's Nest | I'm a structure where winged babies eat, grow and sleep; the most likely source of a chirp or a cheep |
8 | An Anchor | When I've been dropped in water; no vessel has drifted; they can't float away 'til from sea I am lifted |
9 | A Castle | I'm a fortified home, built of many stacked stones, containing a family who sits upon thrones |
10 | A Lion | I'm a king of the jungle, with one minor flaw: I'm armed to attack only by tooth or claw |
11 | A Dog | I'm the best friend to man, and although I don't talk, I'm the perfect companion for play or a walk |
12 | A Skull and crossbones | I've seen many seas, but I don't mean to brag; I'm simply the mark on a pirate ship's flag |
13 | A Map of Australia | I'd guide exploration should ever you choose, to go a search for koalas or kangaroos |
14 | A Sailing Ship | I harness the wind as I travel over waves; a sea faring vessel for sailors most brave |
15 | A Page of Music | I'm a singular page of symphonic perfection, placed before players to aid recollection |
16 | A Tea cup and saucer | I'm a porcelain piece in the finest of grade; using water and bags, I'm where hot tea is made |
17 | A Typewritter | I help authors write works with great speed and ease, for a letter's produced with each click of my keys |
18 | A Tree Drawing | The rings of my trunk would tell you my age, were I not two-dimensionally drawn on a page |
19 | A Bull's Head | On the streets of pamplona, I'm a reason for screams; a horned beast who haunts every matador's dreams |
20 | A Dollar Sign ($) | I'm a curvy lined consonat crossed by a line; on green bits of paper, a currency sign |
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