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Riddle:

What animal would you get crossed a duck, a beaver, and an otter?

Answer:

A platypus.

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Riddle:

I have four legs but no tail. Usually I am heard only at night. What am I?

Answer:

A Frog.

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Riddle:

When young, I am sweet in the sun. When middle-aged, I make you gay. When old, I am valued more than ever. What am I?

Answer:

Wine

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Riddle:

At the sound of me, men may dream or stomp their feet at the sound of me, women may laugh or sometimes weep. What am I?

Answer:

Music.

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Riddle:

I come in a cone but I am not food;

I will be skewed if you screw with my hue;

I come by the millions but you can probably only name a few.

What am I?

Answer:

Colors.

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Riddle:
I'm sometimes white, Although sometimes I'm black. I take you there, But never bring you back. What am I?
Answer:
I'm a Hearse.
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Riddle:

I am not found on any ground,
But always in the air;
Though charged each cloud with thunder loud,
You can not find me there.
Now, if from France you choose to dance
Your way just into Spain,
I there am seen, and near the queen,
In hail, in mist, and rain.

What am I?

Answer:

The letter I.

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Riddle:

I can run but not walk. Whereever I go, thought follows me close behind?

Answer:

A nose.

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’Tis found in our troubles, ’tis mixed with our pleasures,
’Tis laid up above with our heavenly treasures;
’Tis whispered in heaven, and ’tis muttered in hell,
And it findeth a place in each sybilline spell;
In Paradise nestled, ’mid Eden’s fair flowers,
It has sported with Eve in rose-perfumed bowers;
’Tis muttered in curses, yet breathed in our prayers;
From the path of our duty it tempts us in snares.
Deep, deep in our hearts you will find it engraved;
Though in misery sunk, yet from sin it is saved.
’Tis found in the stream that flows on to the ocean;
Though in bustle forever, ’tis ne’er in commotion.
’Tis wafted afar o’er the land in each breath;
In the grave ’tis decaying—you'll find it in death.
It is floating away on the broad stream of time,
Yet it findeth a place in eternity’s clime.
In the legends of nations it holdeth a place;
There’s no charm without it to the beautiful face.
In thunder you'll hear it, if closely you listen;
In moonbeam and sunbeam forever ’twill glisten.
In the dew-drop it sparkles; ’tis found in the forest;
It whispers in peace when our need is the sorest.

What am I?
Answer:

The letter E.

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Riddle:

The letters of the alphabet but only just a few;

It's hard to say if I was invented or just discovered by you.

What am I?

Answer:

Music

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