You feed it, it lives. You give it something to drink, it dies. What is it?
Fire.
You feed it, it lives. You give it something to drink, it dies. What is it?
Fire.
My life can be measured in hours, I serve by being devoured. Thin, I am quick , fat, I am slow; wind is my foe. What am I?
A candle.
1. Forgive and Forget
2. Back Door
3. Go on a Double Date
4. Almost Impossible
5. Afternoon Tea
6. Not in Use
The root tops the trunk on this backward thing, that grows in the winter and dies in the spring. What is it?
An icicle.
What has roots as nobody sees, is taller than trees, up, up it goes, and yet it never grows?
A mountain.
1. Falling Temperature
2. Two Under Par
3. Fat Chance
4. Broken Heart
5. Hot Under the Collar
6. Head in the Sand
It’s the part of the bird that is not in the sky, which can swim in the ocean and always stay dry. What is it?
The bird’s shadow
It has a golden head. It has a golden tail. But it has no body. What is it?
A gold coin.
1. No one to Blame
2. Right between the eyes
3. Jack in the Box
4. Down Payment
5. Left Overs
6. Bedspread
You have one of me and I’m easy to touch, I’m hard to look at, but you can in a clutch. Yet you’re told to watch me, or get your friends’. I’m often referred to when you make amends. You can throw me out but not away, I cause many pain, every day. What am I?
Your back.