RESULT: Thunder.
In September, you pick me when I am good and ready. In October you cut me intentionally to make me look worse. In November you trash me, like you never knew me. What am I?
Sometimes Im good, sometimes Im bad Sometimes you wait for me, sometimes you fear me Sometimes you see me, sometimes you hear me... Sometimes you make me, sometimes you even spread me. What am I?
m good, sometimes I
I stare at you, you stare at me.I have three eyes, yet can't see.Every time I blink, I give you commands.You do as you are told, with your feet and hands.What am I?
I can roar but don't have a mouth. I can cry but don't have any eyes I am really good but bad sometimes. Without me, all will die.
What Am I?
