Always drowning, never sinking.  All in mail, never clinking. 

A fish? (Not sure how we'd know if we are right or not...)

A box without hinges, key or lid, yet golden treasure inside is hid.
What am I?

A box without hinges, key or lid, yet golden treasure inside is hid.
What am I?

Vinia wrote:

A box without hinges, key or lid, yet golden treasure inside is hid.
What am I?

The Hobbit.

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I have a job but don't work, your time i waste, very little i do, truly helps this place.

I make jokes and laugh, but your humor i can't handle, I've overseen oh so much drama and scandal.

Dialogue and plot, are things i know not, and depth and free form aren't for me.

But watching and listening, and hoping and missing, are certainly things for thee.

I captain a ship, with a lack luster crew, who spend all their time in the dark, 1/8 are trying, 1/2 are lying and the others have fallen to shark.

We try and we miss, we shrug and you hiss, but when we have gifts, our asses you'll kiss.

Repitition again, and again and again, Repitition again, and again.

Over your eyes a veil i pull, to make you see more then there is.

That which is 'new' is old with fresh paint, lack-luster indeed and then theres a taint.

I grin as my paycheck comes at the end of the day.

For those of you here who love what they may,

No matter what happens we all know you'll stay. 

Those that don't, don't matter today.

I have a job but don't work, your time i waste, very little i do, truly helps this place.

I make jokes and laugh, but your humor i can't handle, I've overseen oh so much drama and scandal.

Dialogue and plot, are things i know not, and depth and free form aren't for me.

But watching and listening, and hoping and missing, are certainly things for thee.

I captain a ship, with a lack luster crew, who spend all their time in the dark, 1/8 are trying, 1/2 are lying and the others have fallen to shark.

We try and we miss, we shrug and you hiss, but when we have gifts, our asses you'll kiss.

Repitition again, and again and again, Repitition again, and again.

Over your eyes a veil i pull, to make you see more then there is.

That which is 'new' is old with fresh paint, lack-luster indeed and then theres a taint.

I grin as my paycheck comes at the end of the day.

For those of you here who love what they may,

No matter what happens we all know you'll stay. 

Those that don't, don't matter today.

A box without hinges, key or lid, yet golden treasure inside is hid.

What am I?

Thirty white horses in a pink hill.  First they champ, then they stamp, then they stand still. 

Teeth

It cannot be seen, cannot be felt,
Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt.
It lies behind stars and under hills,
And empty holes it fills.
It comes first and follows after,
Ends life, kills laughter.

It cannot be seen, cannot be felt,
Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt.
It lies behind stars and under hills,
And empty holes it fills.
It comes first and follows after,
Ends life, kills laughter.

Vinia wrote:

It cannot be seen, cannot be felt,
Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt.
It lies behind stars and under hills,
And empty holes it fills.
It comes first and follows after,
Ends life, kills laughter.

The Dark.


Three Walls, and you reach water.

a shoe?

 post if m right and ill put up a new riddle

I was thinking shoe too.

While your waiting on a respose, here's a quick and easy one...

What gets soggier the more it dries?

a shoe?

 post if m right and ill put up a new riddle

sponge