Riddle Poem - Fork

by • March 7, 2011 • Quatrain Poems, Riddle PoemsComments (12)4874

Riddle Poem – Fork

Riddle Poem – Fork

Guess what I am

With my sharp teeth, in your hand, I stay
Everything I eat is thrown away
However a mouth I do not own
As a useful element, I am known

© 2011 Marinela Reka

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12 Responses to Riddle Poem – Fork

  1. DCW says:

    I’m not sure if I saw through this.

  2. Wanda says:

    Excellent!! I am going to guess…. a fork?

  3. Daisy says:

    This is a lovely blog! I will add it to my blogroll and come back to read more! 🙂

  4. dustus says:

    Clever and well done.

  5. bethel says:

    still thinking about this

  6. That was fun and clever. Enjoyed it.

  7. Rallentanda says:

    We used to play this game when we were children. Too clever for me I’m afraid…false teeth or a mouse trap?

  8. Leslie White says:

    I’m guessing a comb. This is a hard one, Marinela. Makes it all the better.

  9. Pietro says:

    Well written, Marinela, very enjoyable and hard to guess.

  10. Marinela says:

    Hello everybody,
    Thank you for taking part in finding the answer to my riddle, it was lovely to read all of your answers.
    Well done Leslie, you found the answer, yes it was a comb. Great guess!
    Once again, thank you so much!


  11. Leslie White says:

    YAY! I finally got one! 🙂

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