A giant thief, his back to the Sun. Once brought fear to everyone. A ring of fire, round great black eye, Seemed to hover way on high, Never seen in the dark or night, Only visits when it's light. What is it?
I come once a year, a day of cheer, A time to laugh and not to fear.
My jokes are many, and some are bad, But they're all in fun, so don't be sad.
I'm not a holiday, nor a festivity, Yet I'm celebrated with much levity.
What am I?
There was a theft on a snowy day, but everyone claimed that they were home one of them was lying. Who is the thief?
Houses of suspect – Alex, Ben, Rick and Maria are shown in the picture
My first is twice in apple but not once in tart; my second is in liver but not in heart; my third is in giant and also in ghost; whole I'm best when I am roast. What am I?
