| Though my gray beginnings are not so pretty, I grow quite well into my beauty. Alabaster white or black as night, My grace is known worldwide. I may make my home in the chilly Arctic, I’m also known well down under, From North America to South America I may be known to trumpet. As a female I may Pen my name, While the males may prefer to pick at a Cob. But near or far my beauty is known by lore and by myth. |
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| I often make my home Inside a glass dome In my domain, a sound But through me, I permit In science articles Always annihilate |
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| A hole leading in, a hole leading out, I connect to a cavern that is slimy all throughout. |
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| What force and strength cannot get through, I with a gentle touch can do. And many in the street would stand, were I not a friend at hand. |
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| A spoonerism is a pair of words that can have their initial sounds switched to form new words. The pairs need only sound the same, not necessarily be spelled the same (power saw & sour paw, horse cart & coarse heart). There may sometimes be one or two connecting words (kick the stone & stick the cone, king of the rats & ring of the cats). Given the following definitions, what are the spoonerisms?
1) no-cost fish lures & honey shipment |
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