Classic Riddles

Black we are and much admired. Many seek us if they are tired. We tire the horse, and comfort man, and turn White when we’ve fulfilled your plan. What are we?

Black we are and much admired. Many seek us if they are tired. We tire the horse, and comfort man, and turn White when we’ve fulfilled your plan. What are we?

Can you solve this riddle? Black we are and much admired. Many seek us if they are tired. We tire the horse, and comfort man, and turn White when we’ve fulfilled your plan. What are we? Click to find out the answer!

Black we are and much admired. Many seek us if they are tired. We tire the horse, and comfort man, and turn White when we’ve fulfilled your plan. What are we? Read More »

This thing runs but cannot walk, sometimes sings but never talks. Lacks arms, has hands; lacks a head but has a face. What am I?

This thing runs but cannot walk, sometimes sings but never talks. Lacks arms, has hands; lacks a head but has a face. What am I?

Can you solve this riddle? This thing runs but cannot walk, sometimes sings but never talks. Lacks arms, has hands; lacks a head but has a face. What am I? Click to find out the answer!

This thing runs but cannot walk, sometimes sings but never talks. Lacks arms, has hands; lacks a head but has a face. What am I? Read More »

A slow, solemn square-dance of warriors feinting. One by one they fall, warriors fainting, thirty-two on sixty-four. What am I?

A slow, solemn square-dance of warriors feinting. One by one they fall, warriors fainting, thirty-two on sixty-four. What am I?

Can you solve this riddle? A slow, solemn square-dance of warriors feinting. One by one they fall, warriors fainting, thirty-two on sixty-four. What am I? Click to find out the answer!

A slow, solemn square-dance of warriors feinting. One by one they fall, warriors fainting, thirty-two on sixty-four. What am I? Read More »

Not born, but from a Mother’s body drawn. I hang until half of me is gone. I sleep in a cave until I grow old. Then valued for my hardened gold. What am I?

Can you solve this riddle? Not born, but from a Mother’s body drawn. I hang until half of me is gone. I sleep in a cave until I grow old. Then valued for my hardened gold. What am I? Click to find out the answer!

Not born, but from a Mother’s body drawn. I hang until half of me is gone. I sleep in a cave until I grow old. Then valued for my hardened gold. What am I? Read More »

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