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Thursday, January 22, 2009
Come Out of the Earth
I come out of the earth, I am sold in the market. He who buys me cuts my tail, takes off my suit of silk, and weeps beside me when I am dead. What am I?
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ReplyDeleteThis is an awesome riddle! I had some fun and re-wrote it to make it into a poem:
ReplyDeleteYou cut off my tail, yet nothing I have bled.
You cut open my skin for my meat instead,
and weep beside me when I am dead.
i like the re-written poem version because it sounds so macabre, and it's nice and misleading because the answer is so simple an innocent.
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