My life is often a volume of grief, your help is needed to turn a new leaf. Stiff is my spine and my body is pale, but I'm always ready to tell a tale. What am I?
Are we supposed to guess and post our ideas as to the answers?
I know what my job is,The point has been made.You say I have a big head,And you're right, I'm afraid.So put me in my place,And then leave me alone.What I need most,Is someone to drive me home. What am I ? A Nail?
Late afternoons I often bathe.I'll soak in water piping hot.My essence goes through my see through clothes.Used up am I; I've gone to pot.What am I?
You heard me before,Yet you hear me again.Then I die, 'Til you call me againWhat am I? Not sure of this one, but maybe a name? think Dagi is right about the book,,
You heard me before,Yet you hear me again.Then I die, 'Til you call me againWhat am I?
Heres a favorite of mineA box without hinges, key or lid yet inside golden treasure is hid.What am I?
An Egg ... maybe