| If to you I’m given you should thankfully receive, Then look me over carefully, just don’t look at my teeth. Show me to a cool stream and I’ll follow willingly, Though I might not do what you want, although parched I may be, But if you’re really hungry and are looking for a bite, I don’t think you could eat me even though you say you might. Decipher all these clues and then together they should tie To help you solve the question which, of course, is “what am I?” |
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| I am bacterial waste, oh yes, But just what type, can you guess? Some put me on their fish and chips, Others on floors to prevent slips. Some put me on salads, some in stews, Some on windows, even shoes. So I’m bacterial waste, oh yes, But my name can you guess? |
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| A man in prison has a visitor. Afterward a guard asks the inmate who the visitor was to him. The inmate replies: “brothers and sisters I have none, but that man’s father is my father’s son.”
Who was the visitor to the inmate? |
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| I join you in battle, fist clenched tight. We pound three times with all our might. If my rival decides he will sign for peace; I’ll crush him, and the fight will cease. But if he lays his hand down flat; I’ll suffer defeat, that is that. What am I? |
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