I’m sharing another riddle from “Way Down Yonder on Troublesome Creek Appalachian Riddles & Rusties” by James Still.
“Whim-wham, shim-sham, jog-along, shift,
There’s a weightless thing you can’t lift.”
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The last riddle I shared was from “Way Down Yonder on Troublesome Creek Appalachian Riddles & Rusties” by James Still. A lot of folks got figured out the answer: a potato.
“A host of eyes buried deep.
Eyes staring yet cannot peep,
Eyes that never close in sleep;
And oh! the cruel, cruel hand
Gouging the eyes into a pan.”
Tipper
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I know im way late on this one Tipper. Could it be shadow
My first thoughts were air or fog or smoke; but looking at that first line again, “wind” or “sound” seem most likely.
My first thought was the wind.
It’s not really weightless but is it air?
Air or a cloud depending whether you are standing on the mountain or in the valley…..Then it might be fog…..It might have more than one answer.
My first thought was air also. But then I thought maybe trouble?
This must be dogwood winter. Still got blackberry winter to go.
It is Blackberry winter her. I am thankful their blossoms aren’t as big as the Bigleaf Magnolia’s blossoms. It would be an Ice Age if they were.
The answer I guess is air.
Too fun!