Got a clever pet octopus? See if it can solve all of these simultaneously. |
Riddle 1 A friend for all the lonely dogs, Sailors, lovers, wolves and moths, Watching over every home, Tranquil, silent, calm, alone. Some days silver, others blue (Orange, white and yellow too), His pockmarked, lifeless face is cold And made of cheese (or so I'm told). Riddle 2 I am a clever skeleton, Shackled to a silver chain. Let me out; I'll let you in. Then hide me in the dark again. Riddle 3 'No', 'Any', 'Every', 'Some' Sometimes all and sometimes none I label this and that the same Solve the riddle: what's my name? With 'no' I last forever With 'every' I must change With 'any' I am possible With 'some' I always come along With 'no' I can turn back the hands of time With 'every' I come to an end With 'any' I can happen With 'some' I am in the air 'No', 'Any', 'Every', 'Some' Sometimes all and sometimes none I label this and that the same Solve the riddle: what's my name? Riddle 4 Six and twenty little men Battle bravely til the end. Helped by horses, wives and keeps, While fallen lie in wooden heaps. Armed with skewers, forks and pins, They strike in turn 'til one side wins And claims the chequered field of war. Then all line up to march once more. Riddle 5 Find your key Unlock my bars. Composed of scales, I'm from the stars. If lovers hunger, I'm the feast, And I can soothe The savage beast. Riddle 6 I am the finest years and ages, And the most important rule. I am silence (say the sages). I can make the greedy drool. Seize your opportunities, Which are also made from me, Then you'll have such happy days, Enjoying summers that I've made. Riddle 7 Stretched around the world am I. Trash and wisdom, side by side. A library without books or walls, You cannot walk my endless halls, That change and grow with every day. But you can wander, search and play with clicks and taps, a million mice. Now, can you tell me: what am I? Riddle 8 Old man In the hall Stands still Proud and tall. No arms; Hands that chase, Circling His empty face, Slowly counting Through the night. Listen... And... You'll... Hear... Him... STRIKE! |