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Riddle: What's something that's easy to see but hard to look at?
Answer: The sun.
Riddle: You are a bus driver. Two kids get on and one kid gets off. Five kids get on and four get off. Nine kids get on another one gets off. What color are the bus driver's eyes?
Answer: If your eyes are green, the answer is green. If your eyes are brown, the answer is brown, etc.
Riddle: I am lighter than air but a hundred people cannot lift me. Careful, I am fragile. What am I?
Answer: Bubbles.
Riddle: Every night, I'm told what to do. And every morning, I do what you tell me to do. But you still get mad at me and hit me. What am I?
Answer: An alarm clock.
Riddle: A thousand colored folds stretch toward the sky, Atop a tender strand, Rising from the land, 'Til killed by maiden's hand, Perhaps a token of love, perhaps to say goodbye. What am I?
Answer: A flower.
Riddle: What is the next number in the sequence? 2, 3, 5, 9, 17, _
Answer: 33. The pattern:  Double the previous number and subtract 1.
Riddle: Many years ago, a wealthy old man was near death. He wished to leave his fortune to one of his three children. The old man wanted to know that his fortune would be in wise hands. He stipulated that his estate would be left to the child who would sing him half as many songs as days that he had left to live. The eldest son said he couldn't comply because he didn't know how many days his father had left to live, and besides he was too busy. The youngest son said the same thing. The man ended up leaving his money to his third child, a daughter. What did his daughter do?
Answer: Every other day, the daughter sang her father a song.
Riddle: Something that requires our mental skill to decode it, our imagination to understand it, and our knowledge to be tested to its max, it confuses us at every stage, it seems easy yet difficult, and only those who are used to, will get through. What is it?
Answer: A riddle.
Riddle: I am a box that holds keys without locks, yet they can unlock your soul. What am I?
Answer: A Piano.
Riddle: With pointed fangs, I sit in wait, With piercing force, I dole out fate, Over bloodless victims proclaiming its might, Eternally joining in a single bite. What am I?
Answer: A Stapler.