Thats my TEMPER ..
A house with two occupants, sometimes one, rarely three. Break the walls, eat the boarders, then throw away me. What am I?
You can slide down the mountain when you put me on, I can be made from plastic, steel and sometimes I am wooden. What am I?
I am hot, sometimes soft, sometimes hard, sometimes runny and loose, sometimes I float, sometimes I sink but whatever form I take on I always go out and never in. What am I?
Every nation do I know, But so rarely do I go Anywhere, Sometimes people Come and stare, Touch me here, And poke me there, Spin me round, Then leave me alone When what they sought, They have found. What am I?
