Tag: Poems

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The Same Game

We're all in the same game, just different levels. Dealing with the same Hell, just different devils.


We’re all in the same game, just different levels. Dealing with the same Hell, just different devils.

Riddles

Random Riddle: Poem Riddle

Can you figure out what A.A. Milne was referring to in this verse from his “When We Were Very Young” book?

She wore her yellow sun-bonnet,
She wore her greenest gown;
She turned to the south wind
And curtsied up and down.
She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbour:
“Winter is dead.”
 

 Random Riddle: Poem Riddle

 

 

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